Lyrics:
lobster and shrimp, you could tell by the hat
Gators and flavors, colors like now and laters
Split champagne wishes to bitches, trips to Vegas
Jot down
holidays
Cause I wrap so good
Bet i switch it so clean
Cooking meals so fresh
Rice cooking with the steam
Now im chilling roof top
On my mansion by
Gotta trust the legends, catch on to the method
Worried as an adolescent, will I go to heaven?
Cubensis with my baddie by me, we're so connected
So
a nigga can prove it
Nigga you bitch made you already blew it
Kissed yo hoe after she sucked me dry my nigga...
You already knew it
We rollin 4 deep like we
with a fist pump
The boy so ever green
Eucalyptus, by the tree stump
You can lick this
I run a 4.5 outta shape
Pushing the same colors
Stamp date
crazy
Might never retire
She hate that I'm faded, I'm pourin a 4 out in Vegas, I'm killin that pink Michael myers
I really go crazy, I'm takin this 8th
Vegas, I'm Against Em All
Ok This Part 2
Went and got myself one of them lol hard coupes
Run up all my money look what this fraud do
Got in some smoke they
Whole lotta' money I been makin' moves
4 by 4 Jeep with the extended roof
Play with my crew and we breaking the news
Born back in April but I'm not
stainless
Foreigner whip, slavers
Came with a kick, Sheamus
Play by the book, Raiders
I promise these nigga won't take us
Cash in your luck Vegas
I know it go
four minutes as I recollect the savages
I grew up with who lit the pilot cooking Blue Magic
Surrounded by the hood in a two parent household
Mama gave me
I'm balling with buckets
I'm going crazy with the four like I'm Stunna (4 Vegas)
I had two-hundred for lunch like Gunna
And I be talking but at least
bringing nothing back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4
Some don't understand, niggas I hog about my scrillions
Pill young knuckle heads, stoppin by my building
Built in the game, foundated since '74
Its
bitches, they're calling my phone
Come through my crib at like four in the morn'
We get it on, get off then gone
I'm on right now, and it's us right now
would you let me?
This is make or break up, wake up,
something on your mind that you’re thinking
Thinking, something’s all mine
Two, Three, Four times,
the bricks
Tell the valet to bring us the whip
Look at the Vegas lights
I told ya I'll light up ya life
Pull up to the floor in a Ricky Hatton fight
Ima
les man
De banlieue et tout Paris, écoute as
Écoute as, pas d'armistice
J'envoie les missiles pas cramé
Le drive-by est effectué en tricycle
C'est
know alot of thugs
Black flag and a black pair or prada studs
The industry full of all
These fake rappin thugs
Ask about me in the hood
I'm not an actin
bringing nothing back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4
bringing nothing back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4
should feel the impact, shop on plastic
When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6 Range
Watch the candy
won't stop, no
Can't you see it's we who on tonight
Can't you see it's we who 'bout that life
(It's Mike Stud Homie)
Ashin' a cigarette in my tour bus
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RuudBoi Bugzy Yeah Aite
Mista Manuva
Big batty gyal mi seh me a go do her
Tek
Sometimes I feel like I've been infiltrated
Mama told me I'm too related
By niggas I'm often hated
The reefer keeps me sedated
I've waded through
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