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RiFF RAFF

MONCLER JACKET

 

MONCLER JACKET

(album: TURQUOiSE TORNADO - 2021)


I pull that choppa out and make 'em get to running fast
He must have thought that it was sweet, but it ain't none of that
I run that money up quick, then I run it back
Have you ever spent a fifty then the next day make a hundred back?
I do it all the time, nigga that shit regular
I got 'em calling for the packs on the cellular
You need to stop all that hating, you gon' turn into the janitor
That bitch on some greedy shit, I ain't tryna get no bands with her
She gon' make me wanna kill the hoe
But I'm still running to the money like I'm Ichiro
Ain't no talking when you get your pack, nigga this a give-and-go
Get your shit, then hit the ground: I ain't serving less it's ten or more, nigga
And I ain't got no fucking straps in my backpack
You kidding me: then where the fuck I'm finna put the racks?
Yeah, we keep them poles out, and them bitches hot and ready
But we ain't worried about the other side 'cause they ain't 'bout no pressure
These niggas hating cause we rich, man that shit got me laughing
Bitch, I'm fresh up in the winter in my Moncler jacket
And you know I'm mixing Dior with the Off-White splashing
I'm feeling like the President up in my all-white Aston
How you feel? How you feel? I came up without no deal
I'm iced up, so I chill you mad 'cause your money little
And if a nigga got a problem we gon' stalk out where you live
I'm in the streets, nigga, still, I'm standing tall like a mill

I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
Moncler jacket, Mon-Moncler jacket

I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
Moncler jacket, Mon-Moncler jacket (Riff!)

I'ma make a million, came back from Cancún
Copped a cool cantaloupe, diamonds blewed off the roof
I'ma cop the coupe, lemon diamond look like lions doing layups on the moon
I'ma concord grape jelly roll Eddie Jones
I can finger roll five feet from free throw
If you talking 'bout another man, you need to get your bands up
Two Victoria's Secret models, they 'bout to pull my pants up
I just spent a cool forty piece, Galleria
I'm in Massachussetts, Moncler jacket eating burritos
Two Puerto Rican divas drinking margaritas
Uh, which one of y'all I was calling señorita?
Long-long as you know that I'm all about my racks
Right wrist look like Rainbow Brite doing jumping jacks
Bought a fifty pack, 'Sace sleeping cap
Marmalade matte mint on the Maybach
Riff!

I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
Moncler jacket, Mon-Moncler jacket

I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
Moncler jacket, Mon-Moncler jacket

In a Cutlass like Denzel
Got a hot girl with a grill and a big tail
Looking like I pissed in the wind
Homegirl looking like a hurricane hit a big red wind sail
She been on my back like ten years
Looking for a light for the joint, hang up on my lips, yeah
Can I find a Bic for the bitch?
Can I find a way to get a joint lit? So I let her sit there
Pitch a bitch here or pitch a tent there
The Sinclair: yeah, I said the Sinclair
I been in the club drinkin': and I got 40oz slayers like I drank ten chairs
Get it? Ten chairs, four legs
You don't wanna go there 'cause I been there
What I wrote there, overdose, yeah, yeah, do the most, yeah yeah
Do the most, yeah, most def
Ooh, goddamnit, they right and I go left
I can't get me a single 'cause every time I hear the beat I go deep, Bubba Ho-Tep
I'm a whole vibe, I'm a head case, I'm a staircase, I'm a whole step
I'm a cold case, catch a killer rapper
Bitch, I'm eighty-six: catch a cold breath (one, two)
I done left the plane on autopilot, got a parachute pack, then a swollen wallet
Duffle bag of dope into the Everglades, come and get me, Riff, and bring the fucking party
Alligator boots kicking mud, leave a trail behind me, tell them haters come and find me
I be counting creek water on an island like the Anchorman sipping hot toddies

I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
Moncler jacket, Mon-Moncler jacket

I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
I'ma-I'ma make a million in my Moncler jacket
Moncler jacket, Mon-Moncler jacket

Hey, what the fuck's a Moncler jacket?

done

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