Casablanca

Stop touching the fucking door, man
You so fucking paranoid, man (straight up)
What's the matter wit' you, man?
It's like a nigga could write for hours
And get real theatrical with this
Understand?
Tellin' you kid

I got stripes when it comes to this right here
Y'all know my repertoire
It's dangerous, and the cats I roll with is dangerous
And they ain't your regular average cats
(Here we go)

Ayo, it's all elegance
He spoke third power style high intelligence
A young man handle the game like Merill Lynch
3 a.m. breathing, leaning in gates
I mean creaming
Selling these cakes in slabs like Land O'Lakes
Fiends beaming, steaming
Associated with names and demons
All apparant reasons

We live here, the gate blew in a year
Sorta like time share where crime sport it like I shine yeah
Rainbow dough was the M.O., so many flavours, yo
Buy your neighbour off, underwater vault
Then I met him, Colombian name, Flako
Had the whole block locked selling tons in Morocco
Wristwatch Vacheron Costantin, nigga dead up
Sniff the rawest mist mixed with 7up

Had a black wiz, spoke German
Higher learning burning
Ask Vernon, got a bed set bought a black jet
Bitch large percentage on her rich motor lodge
Lost her arm, shot with a AK up in the south
Paramedics rocked her
Said she had connections out Antarctica
Barrels of juices from Florida
Can't forget live dusthead centerfoldin'
Out in Club Med, butt ass layin' like she dead

Wise guys fell for her ambiance
Pull it together, black renaissance
Queen Elizabeth on, crazy swift Cristal murderer
Guzzle the shit like she dying kid, showing off her diamond
Flashbacks, now it's me and him again, last word I caught
"Put your money in, we could have the shit bumpin'"
That's Federado music
I caught the glimpse from the bitch
When she winched yeah, Santa a grinch

She blinked, twitched her nose then froze
Check your Rolls by the blow
It's time to roll nigga, let's go
I thought about it, broke the money down
What's the total count? And don't count it over in the mix

Day going slower, nope not time to motor
He estimated over me not being a crook
Count it over
Yo, only on the strength of my man
We ain't hit him with the strong hand
Gun him down, leave him out in flatlands

He backhand smacked her
Threw her on the table, jacked her
I broke out in laughter fifteen minutes after
Police knocked on the door
Looked out the window of my room
At you, nigga yeah that's yours

He opened up the door this nigga wildin'
His bitch is in shock, start smiling and speaking on Valen
Yo, wisin' up bitch, this from the rich
Immobilize the game, get your name right
Envelope came hype, regards from the mayor you hype
Fuck right, lets fuck this money up
And get large and blow outta sight

Wise niggas wake up, dead niggas lose
Who you gon' choose, me or him? You a fool
Pay attention, fuck around, meet the tension
See you in the next dimension
Y'all niggas didn't listen

Wise niggas wake up, dead niggas lose
Who you gon' choose, me or him? You a fool
Pay attention, fuck around, meet the tension
See you in the next dimension
Y'all niggas didn't listen

Wise niggas wake up, dead niggas lose
You a fool
Pay attention, fuck around, meet the tension
See you in the next dimension
Y'all niggas didn't listen

Wise niggas wake up



Credits
Writer(s): Corey Woods, Basil Polerdouris
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