London Fog V Don (Ft. Westside Gunn)

[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, don't hand me that shit unless it's blue
I only fuck with blue money
(Griselda) Wipe my tears off with it, man
My man just killed my other man
It's like that where I'm from, we used to it
(Griselda)

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
I'm out in London rockin' London Fog
Before I ever starve I'ma fuckin' rob
Lookin' pretty in that ski mask, you know the God
So outfits from before cover, remix the Raf Simons
Black said, "Fuck the money, send the mad bitches"
My last day in prison, I dropped a tear for 'em
'Cause he got forty left and a nigga forty
Surface to air, beware
Stared at you niggas from a land (Brrt)
Brrt, this dab pen got me spaced out
We hella trippy, GLOCK-11 blew his brains out
Swimmin' through this blood money filled with [?]
Dior old jumper, De La Soul dunks
I been locked up for guns and drugs, guns and drugs
You can check my resumé
I been locked up for guns and drugs, guns and drugs
You can keep all the money
I'ma just take the guns and drugs, guns and drugs