All I Got Styles P (Ft. Action Bronson & Ea$y Money)

[Intro]x2
Yo I got guns from Italy, smoke trees considerably
Yo I got slugs for snitches, no love for bitches


[Verse 1: Styles P]
I got a couple of niggas that’ll drop yo body
Ridin in Ferraris and Maseratis
Suits in Dubai and Abu Dabi
Catch em at the juice bar guzzling baji
They can chef it up like Emeril Lagasse
A game when daddy can’t play them posse
Martini and Rossi, asti spumante
You doin the science, I’m a giant just like Andre
Talk about washin the money like it was laundry
Probably smoking a blunt, sippin upon a Don P
Now all these whack rappers is beyond me
And the fact they think they nice; that alarms me
But like alchemist I smoke calmly
The army couldn’t harm me
Kill yourself before you ever think to bomb me
Yea boss of the boss, nigga Don P

[Hook]
Yo I got guns from Italy, smoke trees considerably
-I got upmost respect everywhere I go
Yo I got slugs for snitches, no love for bitches
-I got love from my fans when they hear my flow, yo!
Yo I got guns from Italy, smoke trees considerably
-I get saluted by the people when I’m on my block
Yo I got slugs for snitches, no love for bitches
-I ain’t got it all but I’m good with all I got