Retribution
Now that you're focused
I'm glad that you noticed
The realest nigga here
It's kinda chilly being the coldest
Me and Timbo in that two-door
Making our "Otis"
Now witness the chosen
It's just different here
Monte Carlo nights, let her throw the dice
Play in paradise
All I know is white
Get the powder gone
Bitches love to shop, levitate the mall
Mattress full of money, let it break the fall
Woo! She used to fly on a buddy pass
They say when the money go
You hope that your honey last
I been preaching since money, cash, hoes
And I promise, I hardly see you
From where I am, it's so hard to see you
Got money, I've been different ever since
Maybe it's me and my arrogance
Who are you? Who are you anyway?
Who are you? Who are you anyway?
Who are you? We don't know you
Who are you? We don't know you
I'm the fire and the base
I'm admired by the greats
This to each and every rap nigga
I look you liars in the face
Cold case, Rolls Wraith
Big dipper, constellation in the ceiling, see the stars
See the jewelry, all rock, no guitar, ooh
Who you know better with the raw?
Bogota, she like finessing niggas
She gets a Range Rover Sport
And got seats on the court from the best of niggas
I never bit at that apple
I never lost my El Chapo
I can still grab it, and bag it and capsule
Covered in white like I walked in the chapel
I'm that cold
And I promise, I hardly see you
From where I am, it's so hard to see you
Got money, I've been different ever since
Maybe it's me and my arrogance
Who are you? Who are you anyway?
Who are you? Who are you anyway?
Who are you? We don't know you
Who are you? We don't know you
The last dope dealer
Red leather in a room full of Thrillers
The mamis, they zombies
Chase a nigga for the money, they behind me
Woo! Safe look like it got a printer
Ain't no rappers in that Sprinter
Ain't no saints, only sinners
What bitch ain't fucked a winner?
I'm a blue ribbon nigga
Talk down on you two pigeon niggas
Front five or better
Yeah, I got a mountain of it, you could climb forever
I'm glad that you noticed
The realest nigga here
It's kinda chilly being the coldest
Me and Timbo in that two-door
Making our "Otis"
Now witness the chosen
It's just different here
Monte Carlo nights, let her throw the dice
Play in paradise
All I know is white
Get the powder gone
Bitches love to shop, levitate the mall
Mattress full of money, let it break the fall
Woo! She used to fly on a buddy pass
They say when the money go
You hope that your honey last
I been preaching since money, cash, hoes
And I promise, I hardly see you
From where I am, it's so hard to see you
Got money, I've been different ever since
Maybe it's me and my arrogance
Who are you? Who are you anyway?
Who are you? Who are you anyway?
Who are you? We don't know you
Who are you? We don't know you
I'm the fire and the base
I'm admired by the greats
This to each and every rap nigga
I look you liars in the face
Cold case, Rolls Wraith
Big dipper, constellation in the ceiling, see the stars
See the jewelry, all rock, no guitar, ooh
Who you know better with the raw?
Bogota, she like finessing niggas
She gets a Range Rover Sport
And got seats on the court from the best of niggas
I never bit at that apple
I never lost my El Chapo
I can still grab it, and bag it and capsule
Covered in white like I walked in the chapel
I'm that cold
And I promise, I hardly see you
From where I am, it's so hard to see you
Got money, I've been different ever since
Maybe it's me and my arrogance
Who are you? Who are you anyway?
Who are you? Who are you anyway?
Who are you? We don't know you
Who are you? We don't know you
The last dope dealer
Red leather in a room full of Thrillers
The mamis, they zombies
Chase a nigga for the money, they behind me
Woo! Safe look like it got a printer
Ain't no rappers in that Sprinter
Ain't no saints, only sinners
What bitch ain't fucked a winner?
I'm a blue ribbon nigga
Talk down on you two pigeon niggas
Front five or better
Yeah, I got a mountain of it, you could climb forever
Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Bobby Lamar Barrett, Terrence Le Varr Thornton, Jetmir Salii
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.