Lyrics
Long live Lazette, Justin Atheis, it's King Brav, Brooklyn
Had damn near every opportunity to blow But you blew it, I wonder if they all get
My lingo I speak fluent, Carlton Banks, swing arms when
I snap Home alone while I cook in the trap
Sleepy hollows, that's the dream cast Dead weight, I got slim fast
Move back, gripped, I'm the king of this driller shit
Test a gangster like Jay Reed Come through this, spinning a whip
Back in 09, you was blood Not a mind, them claiming crip
Harlem roads just lead to war With growth and development
Two shots says tempo, face glitch Now he playing 2K, no remorse for the opposition
Just a real **** intuition Like, why a **** don't lick no more
Cause **** you change Yeah, I keep green in my shots like a zen
Spiders says tinglin', where Uncle Ben
Plus a triangle like GTA again Just, get the fuck out the whip
Yeah, I ran down cause you jacking my shit Lawyer turned down, how'd you run to your lips
Bozo Five stars, had to call up Lester
Now I'm off the radar Had no arms, now he Uncle Fester
And I heard I'm getting better Rights bear arms, death before the sauna
Plead the fifth like your honor Balls hard like I'm in the sauna
Dripped up and I'm all the Zana Tattoos my Balenciagas
They know I'm flea, they just be camping No down seat, **** be ratting
Took our sheep Had damn near every opportunity to blow
But you blew it, I wonder if they all get my lingo
I speak fluent Call to bang, swing arms when I snap
Home alone while I cooked in a trap Sleepy hollows, that's a dream cast
Dead weight, I got slim fast Move back, gripped
I'm the king of this drilling shit Tested gangster like Jay Reed
Come through, let's spit in a whip Back in 09, you was blood
Now the mind, them claiming crip Harlem roads just lead to war
With growth and development
Now I'm like we, no fun said Confidence high as the Eiffel Tower
I make it rain with the money showers Woosh, woosh, woosh
I don't bop, I do the money dance But I fuck with some jets
Been mack bowling before I was a set I pledge of allegiance, they know I'm a vet
Been to the west, that's where it's a shack Woosh, people don't plan to fail
But they fail to plan like People bite the hand that feeds you
Or they hold hands like Yeah, I'm back on the ave
Feel like I'm back on my bag It's a pandemic
Not Fugazi and I'm authentic And my oil so clean
Got my waves on sweam I'm going viral and viral
Just Google my streams And they say I'm the one
I'm Neo to these streets Had damn near every opportunity to blow
But you blew it I wonder if they all get my lingo
I speak fluent Call to bang, swing arms when I snap
Home alone while I cooked in a trap Sleepy hollows, that's the dream cast
Dead weight, I got slim fast Woosh, move back, gripped
I'm the king of this drilling shit Tested gangster like Jay Reed
Come through, let's spin in a whip Back in 09, you was blood
Not a mind, them claiming crip Harlem roads just lead to war
With growth and development
Written by: Billy Jasmin


