The street, the real one, huh
I'm with BM in the BMW, what're you really doin'?
I sort out my business, they make calls to me from inside
I know I'm not handsome, but I f*ck like a hamster
You're a rat, you've been hiding in the sewers for a year
In jail I had open wounds
I washed with wet wipes, in the unit on crutches
Naha pops a wheelie, I transform like Ben 10
We shot at each other, it turned into a tarantella
Glock .9 under the seat, don't declare war on me
If you do, you must have some handicap
I wake up in the morning with her mouth stuck to my d*ck
G-Class circlin' the ends
I put money where my mouth is
B*tch, keep suckin' 'til it ends
Machine guns, Simba, BM, London, Milan
Got a Desert Eagle gifted from my friends
Smokin' cannabis, I know that she gets mad at this
Feds are watching, they get mad at this
Grew up 'round some savages, killers
That get the drop and do you in front of cameras
I get high, so course I move paro'
Halo? Halo, Glock, full clip with full ammo
In Milan, fast cars, she likes jumpin' in Lambos
You know she feels safe when she's 'round the Albos
RS6 Dynamic, I change the setup
I go to the SerT, my account doesn't reflect me
I'm paying the bill, it's not an Enel bill
I'm talkin' about the damage I did as a minor
G-Class circlin' the ends
I put money where my mouth is
B*tch, keep suckin' 'til it ends
Machine guns, Simba, BM, London, Milan
Got a Desert Eagle gifted from my friends
My shooters say, 'Hello' before they get you, brother
We started on zero, now we countin' dinero
Chrome heart, chrome metal
Different league, different level
We don't pay you for nothing, Rvchet