[Intro]
What up n***a
Everything alright man? Ya'll chillin' man?
How you feeling the joint baby?
It's that new sh** man, white n***as ain't even got this
A Boogie! What's up n***a? You feelin' me man?
It's like a motherf**in' spaceship man
Got the umm..
You feelin' me yet man?
Got the gold BBS's on this motherf**er
What's up man, let me take you for a little spin man
[Verse 1]
Listen, Segio DiCinni always in the lab like DD
Bump to Philly, bumpin' Beanie
I'm the first state's property
Now rock with me, ain't rappin, these is prophecies
Charter flights on privacies
Carbonado my timeless piece
Blow alot of tree, keep that pot with me
I pa** it if you got me G
Supporting me, support is forcing me
To treat these beats just like the porcelain seats
I got that force in me, need Yoda green
Need that Dro, that shoulder lean
[?] know the team
That's that lights on, Money Gang
Get the picture bust it out the frame
Love money homie f** fame
I don't know you, I don't trust names
Rushin' things, had to slow it down
With a Cuban link and a Rolly crown
Gold BBS's when i roll around
Like Money Mitch when I'm back in town
[Hook]
I got coke lines, I got dope lines
I write this sh** by the key
Know some fiends that need they fix
Well tell them fiends report to me
I got coke lines, I got dope lines
I write this sh** by the key
Know some fiends that need they fix
Well tell them fiends report to me
I feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
I feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
I feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
I could step into the dope game with the sh** I write
You f**in' right
I feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
I feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
Feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
I could step into the dope game with the sh** I write
[Verse 2]
You Rico I don't trust you b**h
Flashing all your purchases
I stay low, close to Earth with this
My purpose is to help you find your purpose
You ain't worthless kid
Keep working, cop that Birkin bag for mama
Keep your homies out of drama
Feel the need, then keep a llama like [? 1:53]
Real players all on my roster
Gold chains by my collar, had to chase couple dollas
Runnin' [? 1:59]
Free Danny my partner
I'ma get it I promise, you get out we gon' prosper
I'm talkin' gold chains, champagne, lights on, Money Gang
Like when Ace started runnin' thangs
Hoes hot and wet like summer rain
Summer rang in the foreign island
Bought the gin so you know I'm wildin'
Pen and pad so you know I'm grindin'
Don't look too close this due timing
[Hook]
I got coke lines, I got dope lines
I write this sh** by the key
Know some fiends that need they fix
Well tell them fiends report to me
I got coke lines, I got dope lines
I write this sh** by the key
Know some fiends that need they fix
Well tell them fiends report to me
I feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
I feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
I feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
I could step into the dope game with the sh** I write
You f**in' right
I feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
I feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
Feel like Dame just pulled up on me at the light
I could step into the dope game with the sh** I write
[Outro]