[Verse 1: Hell Rell]
Ayo, I stopped paying for coke, get bricks on the muscle
Gorillas on they bullshit, welcome to the jungle
Fiends get served in the hallway, welcome to the hustle
Where bitches do anything for a hit of that glass dick
When I'm outta town, nothing less than a half brick
One-sixty on the dash, nothing less than a fast whip
I floss when it's sunny, got money for a rainy day
In the dope spot a few blocks from where the Yankees play
Man, I'm heavy in that BX borough
And we ain't gotta front for nobody, we just thorough
And I'm sitting on an arsenal, rockets and the missiles
Took my advance and got my strip popping with them nickels
And when I'm in ya neighborhood, you gotta go high
Deliver bullets to ya door like I'm domino pies, nigga
Say hello to my little friend like Scarface
I pull that fucking rifle right out the guitar
[Hook: Bezel]
Dipset, the best out, Hell Rell, he fresh out
Jones the kufi smacker, he bringing them techs out
Sporty-style, 40 Cal, he bringing Corvettes out
Bezel the Beast, but I still show you what fresh 'bout
You know who shaving the grams, forty K on the hand
Killa, nigga, what more can I say about Cam?
JR the Writer of writers
And Santana back like cooked crack, he even supplying suppliers
Ayo, I stopped paying for coke, get bricks on the muscle
Gorillas on they bullshit, welcome to the jungle
Fiends get served in the hallway, welcome to the hustle
Where bitches do anything for a hit of that glass dick
When I'm outta town, nothing less than a half brick
One-sixty on the dash, nothing less than a fast whip
I floss when it's sunny, got money for a rainy day
In the dope spot a few blocks from where the Yankees play
Man, I'm heavy in that BX borough
And we ain't gotta front for nobody, we just thorough
And I'm sitting on an arsenal, rockets and the missiles
Took my advance and got my strip popping with them nickels
And when I'm in ya neighborhood, you gotta go high
Deliver bullets to ya door like I'm domino pies, nigga
Say hello to my little friend like Scarface
I pull that fucking rifle right out the guitar
[Hook: Bezel]
Dipset, the best out, Hell Rell, he fresh out
Jones the kufi smacker, he bringing them techs out
Sporty-style, 40 Cal, he bringing Corvettes out
Bezel the Beast, but I still show you what fresh 'bout
You know who shaving the grams, forty K on the hand
Killa, nigga, what more can I say about Cam?
JR the Writer of writers
And Santana back like cooked crack, he even supplying suppliers
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