[Verse 1]
In seclusion I pin up piff
In the Land Cruiser
Tan like I been to Cuba
Keys is white like sand in Aruba
Exude confidence from my view of the metropolis
I fed flakes to my tropical fish
Pulled the top off the six like Badu wig
I'm no pushover, I push a Rover
You push a Puma like a foot soldier
I put dough up like I push Cola
And cock the pistola, hands inside of Isotoners
Spend a night with a dice roller
You pray your ice gets returned to its rightful owner
The rifle's in the trunk of the Caddy
We'll dump you in the swamp somewhere down in Miami
My brush stroke the canvas
You're caught in the gambit
And pimp slapped open handed
I demanded for the operation to be expanded
Be a standard, the G I ran was enchanted
Tool belt wearing, I'm a mechanic
Bad bitch swinging in the hammock
I took a dip in the Atlantic
And bit the salmon
It's slamming
In seclusion I pin up piff
In the Land Cruiser
Tan like I been to Cuba
Keys is white like sand in Aruba
Exude confidence from my view of the metropolis
I fed flakes to my tropical fish
Pulled the top off the six like Badu wig
I'm no pushover, I push a Rover
You push a Puma like a foot soldier
I put dough up like I push Cola
And cock the pistola, hands inside of Isotoners
Spend a night with a dice roller
You pray your ice gets returned to its rightful owner
The rifle's in the trunk of the Caddy
We'll dump you in the swamp somewhere down in Miami
My brush stroke the canvas
You're caught in the gambit
And pimp slapped open handed
I demanded for the operation to be expanded
Be a standard, the G I ran was enchanted
Tool belt wearing, I'm a mechanic
Bad bitch swinging in the hammock
I took a dip in the Atlantic
And bit the salmon
It's slamming
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