Credits
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We've been the best since I stepped in
Bring a hooker to the muthafuckin' Jets Inn
In the sack, break her back like a Redskin
Need the dough like I'm tryna get the bread thin
Tree to make the head spin
[Verse 2]
Every season, play the corner like I'm Revis
Light caesar, heavy bearded like I'm Jesus
New York City, Queens borough be the backdrop
I bring it back to all the benches
Need a blacktop
[Verse 3]
Big things, see me movin' like a Sasquatch
Money, I'm in pursuit, cuchillo inside the boot
Bitches are on display, give brain inside the coupe
Shift gears, that's with the left, which means I'm on the right
Get paid by any means, you hold it, say goodnight, kid
[Verse 4]
Two fingers hold the potion when I'm smokin'
Slow motion, snatch a snapper out the ocean
In my lungs go the drugs like the red chief
Red leaf lettuce, blood money on the bench seat
[Verse 5]
Twelve courses laid up on the long table
Aged wine got me spinnin' like a dreidel
For fly women, use a condom 'cause it's fatal
Hazel eyed bitches always blazin' up the basil
[Verse 6]
The red razor cut the features in your facial
Creep in Corona, pump Fernando Villalona
Puffin' cheeba in the street by the chimi corner
Tu ne tappa me, muthafucka's are sloppy
I'm the captain of the rap, you talkin' to papi
[Verse 7]
Up in Niagara Falls, make your wifey suck a bag o' balls
I'm sick, just like a magic cough
Same person on camera or when the muthafuckin' camera off
Hash straight from the desert, can knock a camel off
[Verse 8]
Sheep straight out of school can let the hammers off
Off the boat shit, whole cliques roll thick, no shit
Piss drunk and they smoke sticks
Not a word of English, but they hold the four-fifth
Fila jumpsuit, sandals, no, the whole shit
[Verse 9]
Young kids walkin' around, got the Desi in hand
Goin' boom, shakalaka, like it's NBA Jam
Never speak to fuzz
(Ay yo, they made a U'ie, chase the drugs)
Tap out the reefer, show him how to use his sneakers 'cause
[Verse 10]
The roasted peppers, sweet tomatoes, heirloom
We on the beach, fresh ceviche, we in Cancun
Fly girlie, curly hair is getting read through
We in the shower give me head, shampoo
[Verse 11]
Swimming trunk, shoe accentuate the ankle
Eyes blue, put the children's money in the bank-oh
Giuseppe Franco, take the cash and tango
I'm straight stoned, sly, thank you
Bye, peace, one, fuck you

