Dinavolino

Yeah Out the milk crate back up in my rhyme book Walking back up in the School asking niggas how my eyes look It was just me and my brush Keep it wavy baby boy I ain't playing with them toys You can hear it in my voice bruv You need to get your coins up Should've made some better choices Now you need to make an appointment The point spread is too high To cover that line You ain't playing with house money They'll be in your house for me Nah homie, the sink in the couch only And we gon' confiscate the artwork Shock you real quick, make your heart work I don't even care if it's a sawbuck I need to pick it all up Back to twirling pasta like a real mobster Mazda MPV slide the doors off Leathers all weather in them pockets Rocking beef and brats Keepin' knots in socks I'm on the road not taken Where it's less traveled These niggas know who's not fake And I don't juts babble Rotating picking up from fellowship chapel Selling blows out of vacant Bagging up my next satchel Paint flipping on the Caprice Everfresh Snapple Looked out for niggas in need When I didn't have to Kept it discreet, shit was less hassle But when they try to violate your street Don't let 'em trespass you Ever been in a gun fight to the death battle? When niggas playing both sides Trying to fence straddle Play the knight to free my rook Send my bitch at you push a pawn to move my Queen then I left castle Anything with Michigan plates They gon' red flag you Never answer none of the questions The detect' ask you Who all gon' really keep it G When them feds snatch you We need a Slick and Big Meech BMF statue I been yumpin’ on your DI Burnt out on your bi-otch I know some niggas off of p-rock Got the shit on key lock Jugging, remixing that re-rock Trapping with that G lock Serving J's in the hood like we Grew up off of D-block Catching a clio- slapping on Y-O Double was thinking 'bout moving back to Ohio I know some niggas tree top, Cinco de Mayo Whipping up with that tap It ain't no cap in my bio Trying to see how many pallets I Can stack on this high-low I really came up with Bisky, Moe Shotty and Ribo Clip full of rhinos in my Rico Tesiano’s My niecey know Uncle Boldy keep That 40 like a wino Used to petal them black mags on my dino Now we rocking exclusive Bape Shit with baby Milo I make decisions, niggas got to listen I come from no pot to piss in We could build a bridge or build a dam A hundred twenty messages and texts From my Mexican connect It's gon' be a second 'fore this shipment lands a bottle of that Niggas get locked then phone a friend 'Cause you know we all going Through change like homeless hands At the Soho Grand meeting my lawyer for lamb He said we switch up the scam They cannot foil the plan It's getting warm outside, weather switching The trees growing back with leaves My body sense the money in the breeze I fell in and lost it Them Valantino Garavani shoes made Spend a soft six they said the devil bring The summer back crazy Firm shit, AZ, everybody crazy bro Somebody gon' get shot, get robbed Get dumped, get done, get popped Make the money then talk