Big bank
On God
Might disappear, reappear in the fog
Like Frank
Red Hot
Keep it all G with the dawgs we locked
Hey man, they staring
Wearing ripped jeans they tearing
I'm here
Declaring, look at the chains on the neck comparing
New crib on the west side
Ain't no tourist but the best guide
Think it's time to skip to the next slide
None of this fit the correct size
Yeah
Me and that Jack got history
Rap game on my back, it's a mystery
Always been running to the victories
First metal show, like Periphery, come on
Roll one up all for the wins
Move like a Mac because I got the spins
Fijji and Sleepy the gang and they twins
Stick to the rums I ain't messing with gins
Cop me Patron
I never said I got this on my own
Give me my throne
Scoops staying Biggz stuff it into the cone
Blow up my phone
Universe throwing me all of the bones
Don't need a loan
I got some help not like Posty Malone
Big bank
On God
Might disappear, reappear in the fog
Like Frank
Red Hot
Keep it all G with the dawgs we locked
Hey man, they staring
Wearing ripped jeans they tearing
I'm here
Declaring, look at the chains on the neck comparing
When I was younger I lived in a hamlet
Back in 07 CDs Billy Talent
Now I got days where I sleep with a mallet
Talk about cleansing your palate
Ha, bitch, I'm moving different
F*ck with my name I know that you be tripping
Aaron in G35 and he whipping, I am not done yet
I'ma keep spitting
Nugget be on the Rev seven, he's spinning
The gang made it happen we said bye to wishing
If I was an athlete you know where you're bidding
No Scottie Pippen
That's Tony, he ripping
Ha, yeah no kidding
Ha, that's the f*cking life that we be living
Ha, I already know I'm making killing
Ha, I think that I'm the prince of genre switching, bitch
Yeah, yeah, I'm back in the papers
Came a long way from working physical to labours
When my f*cking city notice that I'm it's equator
I'm a bread maker
That's just in my nature
Big bank
On God
Might disappear, reappear in the fog
Like Frank
Red Hot
Keep it all G with the dawgs we locked
Hey man, they staring
Wearing ripped jeans they tearing
I'm here
Declaring, look at the chains on the neck comparing
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Big bank
On God
Might disappear, reappear in the fog
Like Frank
Red Hot
Keep it all G with the dawgs we locked
Hey man, they staring
Wearing ripped jeans they tearing
I'm here
Declaring, look at the chains on the neck comparing
New crib on the west side
Ain't no tourist but the best guide
Think it's time to skip to the next slide
None of this fit the correct size
Yeah
Me and that Jack got history
Rap game on my back, it's a mystery
Always been running to the victories
First metal show, like Periphery, come on
Roll one up all for the wins
Move like a Mac because I got the spins
Fijji and Sleepy the gang and they twins
Stick to the rums I ain't messing with gins
Cop me Patron
I never said I got this on my own
Give me my throne
Scoops staying Biggz stuff it into the cone
Blow up my phone
Universe throwing me all of the bones
Don't need a loan
I got some help not like Posty Malone
Big bank
On God
Might disappear, reappear in the fog
Like Frank
Red Hot
Keep it all G with the dawgs we locked
Hey man, they staring
Wearing ripped jeans they tearing
I'm here
Declaring, look at the chains on the neck comparing
When I was younger I lived in a hamlet
Back in 07 CDs Billy Talent
Now I got days where I sleep with a mallet
Talk about cleansing your palate
Ha, bitch, I'm moving different
F*ck with my name I know that you be tripping
Aaron in G35 and he whipping, I am not done yet
I'ma keep spitting
Nugget be on the Rev seven, he's spinning
The gang made it happen we said bye to wishing
If I was an athlete you know where you're bidding
No Scottie Pippen
That's Tony, he ripping
Ha, yeah no kidding
Ha, that's the f*cking life that we be living
Ha, I already know I'm making killing
Ha, I think that I'm the prince of genre switching, bitch
Yeah, yeah, I'm back in the papers
Came a long way from working physical to labours
When my f*cking city notice that I'm it's equator
I'm a bread maker
That's just in my nature
Big bank
On God
Might disappear, reappear in the fog
Like Frank
Red Hot
Keep it all G with the dawgs we locked
Hey man, they staring
Wearing ripped jeans they tearing
I'm here
Declaring, look at the chains on the neck comparing
On God
Might disappear, reappear in the fog
Like Frank
Red Hot
Keep it all G with the dawgs we locked
Hey man, they staring
Wearing ripped jeans they tearing
I'm here
Declaring, look at the chains on the neck comparing
New crib on the west side
Ain't no tourist but the best guide
Think it's time to skip to the next slide
None of this fit the correct size
Yeah
Me and that Jack got history
Rap game on my back, it's a mystery
Always been running to the victories
First metal show, like Periphery, come on
Roll one up all for the wins
Move like a Mac because I got the spins
Fijji and Sleepy the gang and they twins
Stick to the rums I ain't messing with gins
Cop me Patron
I never said I got this on my own
Give me my throne
Scoops staying Biggz stuff it into the cone
Blow up my phone
Universe throwing me all of the bones
Don't need a loan
I got some help not like Posty Malone
Big bank
On God
Might disappear, reappear in the fog
Like Frank
Red Hot
Keep it all G with the dawgs we locked
Hey man, they staring
Wearing ripped jeans they tearing
I'm here
Declaring, look at the chains on the neck comparing
When I was younger I lived in a hamlet
Back in 07 CDs Billy Talent
Now I got days where I sleep with a mallet
Talk about cleansing your palate
Ha, bitch, I'm moving different
F*ck with my name I know that you be tripping
Aaron in G35 and he whipping, I am not done yet
I'ma keep spitting
Nugget be on the Rev seven, he's spinning
The gang made it happen we said bye to wishing
If I was an athlete you know where you're bidding
No Scottie Pippen
That's Tony, he ripping
Ha, yeah no kidding
Ha, that's the f*cking life that we be living
Ha, I already know I'm making killing
Ha, I think that I'm the prince of genre switching, bitch
Yeah, yeah, I'm back in the papers
Came a long way from working physical to labours
When my f*cking city notice that I'm it's equator
I'm a bread maker
That's just in my nature
Big bank
On God
Might disappear, reappear in the fog
Like Frank
Red Hot
Keep it all G with the dawgs we locked
Hey man, they staring
Wearing ripped jeans they tearing
I'm here
Declaring, look at the chains on the neck comparing
Writer: Isaac Desmarais
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