Michelin Man

No label and but I'm rappin
No luggage but I'm packin
No Glock for this action
Talk big but never laughing
Sauce down with that fashion
At the same time never flashin
All gold on the Rollie doe
Window shoppin lookin through the doe
Tell me what you chu you really wanna know
All knowledge when I'm in the booth
Read the lyrics if you need the proof
Drink the liquor if you need the proof
It's all me when I'm in the coup
Took a second just to visualize
Never quit never take a bribe
I got a lady who look like a bride
Tell me why I might try to hide
Ballin harder on the court side
23's on the court side
Laced down no drugs though
I left my favorite shirt in the ride
I never take it in the condo
Cause I'm hotter when I'm outside
Like the boy left the bando
Yeah They getting out of hand though
Talking cheap then call me bro
Payback really paying back
Like I'm giving out a loan bro
Might as well leave me lone bro
Yeah I only move solo
Red cup with a yankee shirt
Never bang but I did my dirt
War scares but I'm never hurt
Twitter poppin so you know it chirp
I tell it all but I never blurt
Hit the city then I get to work
Heading home that's very soon
Tell the desk that I need a room
Top floor with a top shelf
Bottom floor with a top chef

Yeah yeah that talk cheap
I can't hear it from the nose bleeds
Blood money in the floor seats
I'm never sittin where the blood leaks
It's a shame I know it is
Doin better when it come to biz
Champagne sittin in the fridge
Pop the bottle that's how we live

Yeah yeah man I know it is
Hit the city tryna get the biz
Gotta another call from the kid
He said another one is talking big
It's 9 A.M. when I checked the clock
I guess people don't give a shit
Barely breakin fast in the whip
They start the day with a full clip
I understand cause we getting this
Making music is all we know
Throwin shots won't make you rich
And spendin money won't make you broke
I'm on guard don't need assist
If I shoot a shot then I break the wrist
If I had a choice I'd choose the Fisk
Thanking Everyone for the hits
If I run it then you better blitz
The 4th quarter yeah it's all mine
Game 7 and it's all shine
No assist so it's no dimes
No shot clock so it's no time
Philippe lookin like a gold mine
When I walk through man they go blind
Women looking from a lost mind
Tick tick tick tick
Man I'm feeling so sick
Wave game on a ten
All I know is how to win
Never put me on pause
Now I rap with no cause
Never getting lock jawed
That's the code that's the law

Yeah yeah that talk cheap
I can't hear it from the nose bleeds
Blood money in the floor seats
I'm never sittin where the blood leaks
It's a shame I know it is
Doin better when it come to biz
Champagne sittin in the fridge
Pop the bottle that's how we live



Credits
Writer(s): Benjain Douglas, Ii
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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