Illa Ghee - Gentlemen lyrics

[Produced by Statik Selektah] [Intro: Sample] Over the budget Gentlemen, we're all players of the game [Verse 1: Illa Ghee] I was an Autobot kinda guy, I hated Megatron Now I drink gin and my best friend's a Decepticon Some de Ville echelon, sketches over Lebanon Messagin' the 44 long, iller than King of Kong Head on the Autobahn My automatic aims for headshots, devil horns I'm like the devil's pawn Group thinker but I'm walkin' all alone I'm an underground king with a pocket full of stones Out of order, breathin' underwater, the enforcer Dick inside your daughter, takin' selfies with an orca Oral s** music, shootin' on a cruise ship Coward n***as talkin' but y'all never do sh** Smokin' dro, rocket fuel and I blast off I quest love cause my roots is a black thought I talk lyrics that'll cut you 'til you're under gutters Illa Ghee and I'm nicer than a mothaf**a [Verse 2: Sean Price] Sket, ten speed, leave stains on a n***a's curb The best MC, [?] painted a n***a's words The A-graded great, the 8 holder Make soldiers sh** on theyself, the game over Clap a gat, clapping back battle rap stats Forgot about the ? then have a nap I blast the Magnum gun loudly With very great honor, I'm the magna cum laude Cop a squat, they sippin' hot latte Get money, big dummy, somethin' Lamont' Pops say Bout to let actions speak more than words Weaksauce disturbed The whole crew you got is losers See-through tube socks, new, sock it to yah Crews poppin' Rugers New soccer shoes, watch the dude, watch the dude That's watchin' 2Pac in Cuba [?], Judo maneuvers sh**tin' all in your bloomers, P [Verse 3: Fame] Burn, another body on the iron Got the hood behind me, keep it grimy when I rhyme Driver seat recline, rollin' in the fishbowl No chrome, no tints, blow through with your b**h Big dog, I'm like a St. Bernard You 'bout as small as a Maltese, barkin' on a short leash You gon' get the party shot, get your a** mollywhopped Somebody call the janitor, we gon' need this lobby mopped Marksman regime, certified beast mode Personify street code, get your life repo'd Drive through funeral, come back and scoop you up With you in back of the hearse, your hearse on back of the truck Give a f**, you can catch me with the crew or dolo [?] with it, n***a, [?] It's fizz, woah, Mac, double OG Marksman, M.O.P.s, n***a