A little whisky and a dame calls me
She wants me to pick her up and leave her in her thong
My scent of L'Immensité
She f*ckin' loves my Cuban, pulls me to bed
We hit it off, playing the game
Classy style like Al Capone, mob boss with the gang
I roll through Chicago, New York
The people really hyped, washed, pink
Italian Portofino, Jacob & Co. Bugatti Chiron
In the 'Rari listening to a great corrido
I've already banged my muse three times
And like the sheikhs, hooded, party, cars in Monaco
In the Vatican, a f*ckin' blunt
A little whisky and a dame calls me
She wants me to pick her up and leave her in her thong
My scent of L'Immensité
She f*ckin' loves my Cuban, pulls me to bed
Connections, shipments, they all arrive through Italy
He showed me Frida Kahlo paintings, I've got the baddie hooked
She likes thugs like me
She loves the expensive life, she's a gold digger
Italian Portofino, Jacob & Co. Bugatti Chiron
In the 'Rari listening to a great corrido
I've already banged my muse three times
And like the sheikhs, hooded, party, cars in Monaco
In the Vatican, a f*ckin' blunt