[Intro: Nems, ILL Bill, Carlito's Way sample]
Mr Briganti, there's a problem with Mr Kleinfeld
What kinda problem?
He's in the bathroom, fuckin' Stef! (Hahaha)
So what's the problem? Good for him!
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Yeaah! We back motherfucker!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Bill, talk to ‘em!
[Verse 1: ILL Bill]
Take your Jesus piece truck jewels
Gucci links, my shooters blaze through
But they don’t give a fuck who they hit
The mop long like the scope on a street sweeper
With the robe of the Grim Reaper
Gorilla Pimp Preacher spit ether
Revolvеr twirling flash like a curse murder cats
This happеn when murder raps converge with Lysergic tabs
A Brand They Can Trust, doing something satanic on dust
And they don’t pay the ransom they fucked
Give me extra gray gold
Spray chrome on plain clothes
Save hoes with shotgun shells the size of eggrolls
Minus the duck sauce
Get your face sliced the fuck off
Like it was in the yard up north, tryin’ to pop off
Phil Leotardo a problem doin’ molly in Cabo
Smoke pot with McConaughey, bobbing on bongles
Hawaiian monologues, flying tomahawks, cyborgs
The skies is blinded up with guide dogs and fiery flyin’ swords
Mr Briganti, there's a problem with Mr Kleinfeld
What kinda problem?
He's in the bathroom, fuckin' Stef! (Hahaha)
So what's the problem? Good for him!
Oh! Oh! Oh!
Yeaah! We back motherfucker!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Bill, talk to ‘em!
[Verse 1: ILL Bill]
Take your Jesus piece truck jewels
Gucci links, my shooters blaze through
But they don’t give a fuck who they hit
The mop long like the scope on a street sweeper
With the robe of the Grim Reaper
Gorilla Pimp Preacher spit ether
Revolvеr twirling flash like a curse murder cats
This happеn when murder raps converge with Lysergic tabs
A Brand They Can Trust, doing something satanic on dust
And they don’t pay the ransom they fucked
Give me extra gray gold
Spray chrome on plain clothes
Save hoes with shotgun shells the size of eggrolls
Minus the duck sauce
Get your face sliced the fuck off
Like it was in the yard up north, tryin’ to pop off
Phil Leotardo a problem doin’ molly in Cabo
Smoke pot with McConaughey, bobbing on bongles
Hawaiian monologues, flying tomahawks, cyborgs
The skies is blinded up with guide dogs and fiery flyin’ swords
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