When the seed harvest, and the food grow Them cocoa leafs turning to that good blow Peruvian coke, manuever the boat Mafia nect ya [mumblin voice] They said my music influence violence I don't give a f** I'm on the cayman islands My 9 is gonna die with me Pick up the supply with me I get that money, them euro's, them pounds and yen Dis is for dead eye stuck in the pen Dis is for white boy stuck in them pens Doin 2000 push ups for his jail time ends I mix the nuvo, with patron silver The hoe's like it I call it pink panther I'm in the cherry roadster, strappin the holster Bad red bones b**h like rose acosta f** 300 months on the wake up I need 300 blunts and a jacob f** 300 months on the wake up I need 300 blunts and a jacob