[Verse 1]
Real nigga play the field with the long .40
Gator coat like a pimp dressed so gaudy
Jumpin' out a gold 640 this is his story
Bitch I'm in it for the chips and the glory
The listeners adore me, fly hoes lay before me
You're not fit to put your heel in a Mauri
You're rich but you're still corny
My crib sit by the rock quarry
I'm up twenty five stories
Tied in with the shooters, niggas know the resume
Red Chevrolet, AK, no pepper spray
With shades, see through your image like an X-Ray
Collect a pay where the Mets play
The chain hang by the chest plate, ignorant shit
Quarter million on the wrist
Throw you in the water with the fish
Paint the town, let the cape hang down
Let it spray round, dip the jake
Run the hood, dictate, how my dick taste?
Great, squished grapes, move at a swift pace
Get cake, they imitate, break the template
Like an eighth, the blade hit the freebase
Treat the brick like an inmate face
Run the break like David Wingate
Get your shit straight
Squeeze the fifth like a thick snake
Fixate, nice whips for a rich slave, uh
Bang, brain hang like dang-a-lang
Bring the banger, every day's like a cliffhanger
Tip the waiter, grace like an ice skater
Nice, late night, dice shaker
Meet the maker, price, light paper
Tight, slice pies, I'm a baker
Polite nature, the waves with the light taper
.45 that's a life changer
Real nigga play the field with the long .40
Gator coat like a pimp dressed so gaudy
Jumpin' out a gold 640 this is his story
Bitch I'm in it for the chips and the glory
The listeners adore me, fly hoes lay before me
You're not fit to put your heel in a Mauri
You're rich but you're still corny
My crib sit by the rock quarry
I'm up twenty five stories
Tied in with the shooters, niggas know the resume
Red Chevrolet, AK, no pepper spray
With shades, see through your image like an X-Ray
Collect a pay where the Mets play
The chain hang by the chest plate, ignorant shit
Quarter million on the wrist
Throw you in the water with the fish
Paint the town, let the cape hang down
Let it spray round, dip the jake
Run the hood, dictate, how my dick taste?
Great, squished grapes, move at a swift pace
Get cake, they imitate, break the template
Like an eighth, the blade hit the freebase
Treat the brick like an inmate face
Run the break like David Wingate
Get your shit straight
Squeeze the fifth like a thick snake
Fixate, nice whips for a rich slave, uh
Bang, brain hang like dang-a-lang
Bring the banger, every day's like a cliffhanger
Tip the waiter, grace like an ice skater
Nice, late night, dice shaker
Meet the maker, price, light paper
Tight, slice pies, I'm a baker
Polite nature, the waves with the light taper
.45 that's a life changer
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