[Intro: DJ RellyRell & Dessy Hind]
DJ RellyRell :
Turn the lights all the way down, DJ RellyRell
Haha, hahaha
You in your car, I need you to roll your windows all the way down
Turn your radios all the way up
Yo Rell, you know you are gettin that exclusive, right?)
Pro Era shit
Uh, good god, it's PE 'til the death of me, nigga
I feel like the George Jetson of this DJ shit
What, PE nigga
You other niggas Ms. Cleo with it
Know that shit, hahah
Welcome to the future my nigga, ah!
[Verse 1: Dessy Hinds]
Hand me that crown with a triple K
The AK played and y'all let it slip away
The KING still watching any specific day
Rap game plotting, never did miss a page
Still slit a stage like machete blades
So they can all witness my Hail Mary phase
Hands down to stand down ground
Crooklyn to Chi Town
Where all the black innocent niggas lie down
Then roll up dutchies in untouched money from homicide
Why kill a man when you can kill his pride?
When credit cards start to decline, uh
This the Refinement Act
Better watch y'all bread I want a slice of that
Young guns pushing militant rifles straps
Brothers on my back
Malcolm in my maps
Fulfill it to the max
Without, maximum security laps
Impurity lacks in the back of a paddy wagon in fact
Tale of the dragon and ready for action
In any old flashing rack
They ain't hashing that
They hashtagging that, so
Just hand it down if they still down for that, nigga
DJ RellyRell :
Turn the lights all the way down, DJ RellyRell
Haha, hahaha
You in your car, I need you to roll your windows all the way down
Turn your radios all the way up
Yo Rell, you know you are gettin that exclusive, right?)
Pro Era shit
Uh, good god, it's PE 'til the death of me, nigga
I feel like the George Jetson of this DJ shit
What, PE nigga
You other niggas Ms. Cleo with it
Know that shit, hahah
Welcome to the future my nigga, ah!
[Verse 1: Dessy Hinds]
Hand me that crown with a triple K
The AK played and y'all let it slip away
The KING still watching any specific day
Rap game plotting, never did miss a page
Still slit a stage like machete blades
So they can all witness my Hail Mary phase
Hands down to stand down ground
Crooklyn to Chi Town
Where all the black innocent niggas lie down
Then roll up dutchies in untouched money from homicide
Why kill a man when you can kill his pride?
When credit cards start to decline, uh
This the Refinement Act
Better watch y'all bread I want a slice of that
Young guns pushing militant rifles straps
Brothers on my back
Malcolm in my maps
Fulfill it to the max
Without, maximum security laps
Impurity lacks in the back of a paddy wagon in fact
Tale of the dragon and ready for action
In any old flashing rack
They ain't hashing that
They hashtagging that, so
Just hand it down if they still down for that, nigga
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