Cheers, player
You got your Scorpio partner in this
Motherfucker with his other Scorpio partner
That nigga Berner
I go by the name of E-Feasible Belafonte Balasgiano Bellwether
The best that ever did it and got away
With it, you hear me, you bitches?
Let me spit my potpourri, there's game involved
Everything that I do, every time I do it, it's gon' be talk
Check game, bitch
I told my investments, "Don't ever turn me into a liar"
I'm Black excellence, waitin' for my business to get acquired
Can't be hesitant, gotta bust back, open fire
Nah, it ain't pleasant, pimp, better flatten 'em like a tire
Back in the day where we rest our heads, you can't be snoozin'
That's how you get slaughtered, that's how
You get spanked, that's how you get a whoopin'
Smokin' on turtle, that Charles Barkley fuckin' with my soul
Remember my money was tellin' jokes about me just like Wanda Sykes
I'm politickin' with factors (Factors)
Smell the bag through the package (Bag)
Certified Bay legend on all of my masters (Uh-huh)
Hundred milli' in fashion, brought
The smoke to the masses (To the world)
Need that mailbox money, all my income is passive (Income)
Got a pretty bitch with me, mm, I love
That she ratchet (Okay, I love it, yeah)
Yeah, I love that she ratchet
VVSs from coke rocks (From coke rocks)
, I'm runnin' through roadblocks
Been ballin' for too long (For real), I'm prayin' it don't stop
Me and my dawgs been kickin' up major dust (Major dust)
Countin' money, fingertips full of paper cuts (Full of paper cuts)
Tell the world that they better buy away from us (Buy dough from us)
Two players from the Bay and we papered up (Tell 'em, 40)
And we papered up (Come on, man, you know)
You know, papered up, you understand me?
Out of state like a license plate, man, out here havin' a great day
And we papered up
Yeah, pure improvement, out here stickin'
And movin', you understand me?
They call me water, all about a dollar
Used to push yotta, never stole copper
This Black right here a knocker, this Slap right here a winner
I remember when we used to have potted meat for dinner
People always ask me how I made it out the street
By makin' dope raps and never turnin' on my peeps
Hella long ago, on 1324
I was cookin' blow in the main artery of the ghetto
I'm numb to the snake venom (Shh)
Trucks, we put weight in 'em (Weight)
Out of state, this six-eight offshore in the bank hidden (Okay)
Old school, but the whip new (Yeah)
The rims and the tint new (Brand new)
They mad that I'm on, they don't know
What I been through (They don't know)
They should know that they fish food, the evil that men do
Triple-seal bags, celebrate when they get through (Ha)
This old money smell funny, small
Faces look fake now (Gotta counterfeit)
Bulletproof trucks, yeah, we slide in the tank now
Me and my dawgs been kickin' up major dust (Major dust)
Countin' money, fingertips full of paper cuts (Full of paper cuts)
Tell the world that they better buy away from us (Buy dough from us)
Two players from the Bay and we papered up (Tell 'em, 40)
And we papered up (Come on, man, you know)
You know, papered up, you understand me?
Out of state like a license plate, man, out here havin' a great day
And we papered up
Yeah, pure improvement, out here stickin'
And movin', you understand me?
Bitch
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