Broad Day Termanology (Ft. Jay Royale, Lil' Fame & Rome Streetz)

[Intro: scene from Crocodile Dundee]
You got a light, buddy?
Yeah, sure, okay
There you go
And your wallet
Mick, give him your wallet
What for?
He's got a knife
Hahaha, that's not a knife
That's a knife

[Verse 1: Jay Royale]
It's Royale, the Foamposite-wearer
Out that robbery, run-your-pocket era
The G-Shock watch and Huarache [?]
Flow hot as a habanero pepper
Snub inside of the leather
That Robert De Niro Casino mobster era
Funny, they told me the agenda
I'm 'posed to be attendant
Verses get fired off like episodes of The Apprentice
Pth, bogus how they want the most with no incentive
When I tell the truth, they find it offensive
Just bet that we don't fuck around
On the block with huggies and bust-me-downs
Servin' custies, black skullies and [?]
Gucci belt buckle, footwear with the air bubbles
Tuckin' drugs away in kicks with different colorways
Links never get tucked away, we rock fronts
Police oppress you like the [?] on the Reebok Pump
Supply droughts and we all got phones
[?] chrome, custom move [?] panels like Sherlock Holmes
The chain ching-a-ling, had Dookie rolled for a finger ring (Brr)
East Baltimore for chicken wings, it's Royale