V Don - Shrimp & Broccoli lyrics

[Verse 1: Da$H] It's that Orangutan rap King Kong hanging off the Empire State sh** Jane in my left hand V hit my turf and you's a dead man These pills can't hurt me worse than regret can Xantana Moss, I ain't a Jets fan Lambs wear broken, the plans get spoken A hoe gets choked if she acting up I'm channeling a code to Henry Hill My mistress flew in from Brazil I bought two choppers cause I'm feeling like the coppers on my tail sh** is real, done Son'n n***as like I'm stepdad Dolla been clocking, serving Oxy up in Chem cla** Tryna peep who kiss the fiends and watch my dreams come true I mean somebody gotta lose if it's a dub you pursue He slumped in the coupe the color of moose Back rubbing and he f**ed the ma**euse Just my brothers a few blood n***as and guns in the crew We unbudgeable Look in the mirror and ask yourself n***a, f**ing with who It's Dolla... [Verse 2: $ha Hef] .357 recline ya, my b**h mouth is designer No warning shots, this is just a reminder Not to f** with a young made trap boss Ya limbs'll get hacked off So watch ya mouth, ya lips'll get smacked off My b**hes get packs off and train like Angelina in Salt s** you to sleep and then they slip in the vault You ain't no thug, you caught a simple a**ault My whole team got A-1 felony, f** is you telling me Funny n***a, look like Bill Bellamy Counting stacks, pockets full of celery Bodies in the cellar, two gym stars swinging like propellers You a rat, and I ain't tripping off of cheddar Fake tough and get you wet up All that laying up with hoes'll get you set up You say you getting money, put a bet up Red bandana, wrap my head up, blood This out the mud gang, 9 Trey gangster, this is blood gang Coming for your block, and make it flood gang Off every drug but I'm functional Black, I'm never punctual Dine filet mignon, you eating lunchables I come around make you feel uncomfortable Ain't really with the fronting Pull a stunt on me, that .40-cal is slumping Hunnit Round Hef...