Bella Isla

She only dming me in Portuguese
Time Square I tip a hundred for a portrait piece
Lobster and crab yeah, the ramen Vietnamese
Ain't no cosign on packages we toast to thieves
Heavy hearted set for greed we let niggas bleed
The grinder next to ideal we like to freeze our kief
Focus on the beat then we loop repeat
RIP to Nick Wiz I never stole from Meez
Y'all can quit asking about Fischman
I live my dream everyday I can't be pissed man
Dry snitching on the gram like a dispatch
Same time you get blew like my crip fam
Biscayne with immigrants we don't know their name
Search for inner peace you gotta use your outer frame
If you aint working then you cant complain
Yo I still hit them easy stains
Yeah, I look in Loose face and understand belief
Its like imported minks get you far as grad degrees
Last conversation, about pageantry
Cant lie used the amex amicably, yeah

'98 he had the fanny P, yeah
Leading a tiger like I'm Dabo Sween, yeah
Convenience stores we all convened
I never bought a beat I never bought a stream
6 in the morning I lit up two
I can see what I'm what I'm saying write it for who
They saying without the proof
Big chain them aqua proof
Six shooter at your caboose
Now pitcher me riding off in the sunset with your loot
I pass it my partner he passenger of the coupe
Hoe, I don't drink liquors that I can see right through
I made them beats they thought I resold them to dudes
Nah, cost extra to catch me in Fruity Loops
What really is selfish there's only myself to prove
I Thought of it off the hen my lady friend keep the rouge
She clever with every bar imprisonment for the ruse
Homie just got two techs he clearly forgot the rules
We clearing every design clarinet hit on two
Buying designer bras she just need a good set of boobs
Shit aint that the truth

Dumbass



Credits
Writer(s): Sterling Saldano
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