Da Ille$t In Nebra$ka (feat. Promise The Gahd)
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Bond Number Nine fumes Terramana Repasado mixed With Larry June Or the Simply Lemonade, we Mix it with the Veuve I'm ballin' like the chosen one, These niggas Larry Hughes You know I'm steppin' out Lookin' cleaner than Terry's Shoes Told her to put it in reverse for Me If you wanna join the gang, Go do some dirt For me Go put in work for me, Then you can certainly Be a part of the rotation If a Spot's vacant, five-star hotels With Beach access She shoppin' for Baguettes while I'm out eatin Baguettes Passport tatted like My left arm If you can't see, boy, I'm in rare Form I'm at an all-time high The bottom's on the Gore-Tex, It's ice blue like they from Walter White You know a style like this ain't Happen overnight These niggas Wanna chase the light till it's The poltergeist And I'm the Smoothest since Dolemite This rap shit, man, I been lived It Fly out west to pick the best Buds and then ship it Got that bag and I was gone Like I'm Ben Simmons Max Blinger, Thrax Bringer, Jack ring every ten minutes Family man with more gigs Than a family plan I got files on all y'all niggas if You plan to ram All you see is island vibes if the Camera pan Only nigga who can shoot me And live is my Cameraman In Blakeney blowin' stank, tell Me, who can Replace me, homie Two points off every sack, Yeah, that's a safety, homie I been the flyest in the city Since you shopped at Lim's But my diamonds so cold, I had To cop some Timbs Better pay us what you owe Before we chop a limb Show him pictures of his mom And pops, the shots won't stop At them They in caskets in bowling Shirts, if they strike a nerve Put you in a circle when I see You, I got the rights reserved I sold green to some thugs and Some white to nerds I tell you this, you say my Name, I make you bite the curb I took a regal piece out to Eagle Beach I told her they would pay Us millions for The POV Roadrunner, never signed up With the DOT They viral moments never Verses guess it's COE This pack CMPD, take your Breath like COPD Boy, chill, I been ill since Lil' Peedy Every six weeks, my feet gotta Touch some water Every time you hear the, just Know we stuntin' harder Tell the narcs every transaction Just a barter I'm the type to park the Taycan In front of Carter Always step correct, damn, you Would swear we cobblers You only made four plays, chill, Aaron Rodgers Blew a whole garden right Outside of Eden, nigga Black Zordon, she rub my head While I eat it, nigga Wrist on Swedish Fish while I Just landed out in Sweden, Nigga They either real or they hot, I Think it's neither, nigga Half these rappers gay, they Really just some divas, nigga I'd never be without the Ye, I Ain't Adidas, nigga
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Written by: Drew Johnson, Marshall Lowery II
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