Pull up and smoke your whole camp, Chino These freak hoes ain´t even drinkin´ Don, they off Tito
Man, if I throw the ski on, it´s a wrap like a burrito Bitch cold like Alaska, but my face card on Reno They say life a gamble, nowadays, my stash look like the ´nino We´ve been headin´ home for ten hours, last stop Telito We was taught to keep it solid, why your mans drop a deeno? Cartis whiter than a kilo, stand on business, no tuxedo Boy, I´m blowin´ big ´za, I´m BossMan, but I ain´t Dlow Put it in the pot and then I lock it up just like a PO ´Bow of Peeps smell like B.O, set it off, my bitch like Cleo Talkin´ chips with my guios, not no Cheetos, not no Fritos
Be done spit all in your face if we ain´t cool, I´m like Carlito Got a bitch who like bitches, come to think she look like Gio Shit, I´m cut just like an emo, in your bushes incognito Right, the Perc turn me into Beno Barely understand ´em, countin´ pesos up with my amigos Ese keep a dog, Chico, swing the stick, gray Bambino Put your head down, ho, like I ain´t ask if you a leo They caught unky with a brick and took him down, I guess he Deebo Hit the road and touched down, and thank God I´m trim Tebow Dudey lost in the sauce
Dudey lost in the sauce, they can´t find him like Nemo I´ve been ballin´ countless summers, got me feelin´ like Rino Doggy fucked the outfit up, when he put on the Valentino Man, and had the nerve to try and play it with mezquino You so out the loop, it ain´t no way you understand the lingo Scratched five off the list back to back, that´s a bingo Hit a dreadhead up top, he lookin´ like he went through chemo Why he ridin´ in an O3 still, man? He ain´t Greedo Shotta fucked up in the head, he just want blood like a mosquito
All I see is digits, living life the Matrix, shit, I´m Neo On the 7 off a seven, super throwed, just me and Pico We´ll pull up with six hundred shots, you´d think I came with Meemo Six of Trissy in my soda, I ain´t drinkin´ no more heetos We ain´t finna wrestle, do I look like Bruno Sammartino? Gold white gold, rose gold, that´s a trio Shit, I´m finna pop it, lookin´ for a ho to match my ego Told her turn around and toot it, watch how quick she hit a C-note Couldn´t keep up with his car, now heard he got his challie repo´ed I´ma go out like I´m Money Mitch before I be a Rico
Shit, the city GTA, completin´ missions like I´m Niko Tron for president, when I´m elected, bullshit gettin´ vetoed Seven years ago today, was slidin´ dumps in Home Depot Things changed, I could wake up, catch a jet to Puerto Rico (Nyoom) Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
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