9-24-7000
(专辑: Blue Chips 7000 - 2017)
[Action Bronson:] Shit, sweep you off your feet Like Ryu in the
corner Shit, man, haha Smooth, man I'm a
fucking smooth mover, ugh Yo if I
didn't say it's me you would probably think it's Sting My fish go bling, what, this old thing? I
never switch up, my brother need a
biscuit Then I'm gripped up, hanging off my shoulder, fuck the
bullshit November rain came the
same day My daughter taught me how to do the
Nae Nae to Calle 13 Only compare me to Kevin Spacey Or Rubén Blades, the
blunt fat like two tamales Do a
world tour and scoop some dollars Come home and hit the
pool hall I'm fishbowling new Impalas Two Russian twins suck while I
drive fast It's me, man I'm the
one that takes the
wolf head, wears it on my own head Wisdom from the
old heads, you ain't getting no head You ain't getting no bread, you ain't getting no shows You ain't getting no dough, you ain't getting no hoes Dawg I
hit the
best of 'em, mothafuck the
rest of 'em Well now I'm nestled in the
Tesla eating pretzels, haaa? I
should prolly put a
wetsuit on I'll be right back... [Rick Ross:] Young Renzel, line two Young A.B., I
got this you dig? Yeah, yo M-M-M-Maybach Music I
love my rude bitches, end up as new bitches Skipping school bitches, cooking me food bitches All my niggas down, we looking like Fu-Schnickens Got a
few tickets for bitches who truly digged us College dormitories, fill 'em with smooth lyrics Air Max 95s, grey sweats, true menace Known as a
Jonas, complex on the
phoner Simple individual, confident in the
Lotus Foreign ambitions, they go with my last wishes As I
open my eyes, surprised by 7
figures Baking soda required, decided drug dealing Residents is divided amongst the
feds and the
children Let him keep toting drugs if he willing to plead guilty The
star state witness, they'll hit you up for that selfie Dro can only help me, Backwood and I'm healthy I'm the
label owner, I'm the
only one can shelf me, biggest M-M-M-Maybach Music Boss Why are we letting things on the
outside of our physical penetrate our soul, penetrate our nuanced wiring system, our cerebral cortex, okay? What really is a
thought? Can you control when a
thought arrives outside of the
brain? Can you or can't you? Is free will a
real thing or is it the
philosophy of free will? Seeking scripture, haha.