Bread in front of me like I'm playing Monopoly
Hop out business class, I drop em faster than economy's
Hit mansions in Miami Beach
These guys tell me I ain't nice
I look em in they eyes, I can't stand it when they lie to me
Standing with a prodigy
Bitch from Medellin running green like a soccer team
Even when she mad her eyes gleam like Padma Lakshmi's
Scheme cuz I need cheese like Gaddafi
Only spitting heat so these mini me's cannot copy
Hot as wasabi, spent 300 just on saki
Cash come ASAP stay stacked yeah funds on Rocky
Jase don't play that spray back if you stop me
Look like I'm fresh out the racetrack in that grey Mazi
Sun was shining but now it's raining and foggy
Might go get signed just to tell the label to drop me
Might make time, go get faded in Bali
Stairway to the top and they wait the lobby
9 thots one in the drop 8 in Denali behind me
New Yorker, holy flow, sacred society
Making it quietly, no faking this quality
None of these movers and shakers could ride me
And not one dude getting shine right now could hold a f*cking candle light to me
Hi its Price nice to meet
Top 5 in the East
Swan dive into beats
Then backstroke those mother f*ckers
Black clothes like undercovers
Dip out back doors and leave the club ducking
Throw up chips and call out all these other bluffers
All these other suckers sweet to me
Lethal reach
I would watch yourself I can sell a B to C and D
Run and tell em, Jason's the realest from to sea to shining sea
I'm gonna get em, might as well let em think that I'm dead asleep
Let us speak
Been hitting some levels you could never reach
Foot be hitting the pedal couple seconds til we get to speed
Sour like amarettos that they never ever get to me
Brain sharp as stilettos I'm the best you ain't never seen
Middle Eastern money, bitch with me keep speaking Lebanese
I don't f*ck tricks bitch, just keep checking up my sleeve
I don't f*ckin miss kid just check in with the referee's
If I ain't on your list shit, then something switching after these
Rest in Peace
Jason Price - Padma Lakshmi Freestyle Lyrics
Jason Price - Padma Lakshmi Freestyle Lyrics
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Bread in front of me like I'm playing Monopoly
Hop out business class, I drop em faster than economy's
Hit mansions in Miami Beach
These guys tell me I ain't nice
I look em in they eyes, I can't stand it when they lie to me
Standing with a prodigy
Bitch from Medellin running green like a soccer team
Even when she mad her eyes gleam like Padma Lakshmi's
Scheme cuz I need cheese like Gaddafi
Only spitting heat so these mini me's cannot copy
Hot as wasabi, spent 300 just on saki
Cash come ASAP stay stacked yeah funds on Rocky
Jase don't play that spray back if you stop me
Look like I'm fresh out the racetrack in that grey Mazi
Sun was shining but now it's raining and foggy
Might go get signed just to tell the label to drop me
Might make time, go get faded in Bali
Stairway to the top and they wait the lobby
9 thots one in the drop 8 in Denali behind me
New Yorker, holy flow, sacred society
Making it quietly, no faking this quality
None of these movers and shakers could ride me
And not one dude getting shine right now could hold a f*cking candle light to me
Hi its Price nice to meet
Top 5 in the East
Swan dive into beats
Then backstroke those mother f*ckers
Black clothes like undercovers
Dip out back doors and leave the club ducking
Throw up chips and call out all these other bluffers
All these other suckers sweet to me
Lethal reach
I would watch yourself I can sell a B to C and D
Run and tell em, Jason's the realest from to sea to shining sea
I'm gonna get em, might as well let em think that I'm dead asleep
Let us speak
Been hitting some levels you could never reach
Foot be hitting the pedal couple seconds til we get to speed
Sour like amarettos that they never ever get to me
Brain sharp as stilettos I'm the best you ain't never seen
Middle Eastern money, bitch with me keep speaking Lebanese
I don't f*ck tricks bitch, just keep checking up my sleeve
I don't f*ckin miss kid just check in with the referee's
If I ain't on your list shit, then something switching after these
Rest in Peace
Hop out business class, I drop em faster than economy's
Hit mansions in Miami Beach
These guys tell me I ain't nice
I look em in they eyes, I can't stand it when they lie to me
Standing with a prodigy
Bitch from Medellin running green like a soccer team
Even when she mad her eyes gleam like Padma Lakshmi's
Scheme cuz I need cheese like Gaddafi
Only spitting heat so these mini me's cannot copy
Hot as wasabi, spent 300 just on saki
Cash come ASAP stay stacked yeah funds on Rocky
Jase don't play that spray back if you stop me
Look like I'm fresh out the racetrack in that grey Mazi
Sun was shining but now it's raining and foggy
Might go get signed just to tell the label to drop me
Might make time, go get faded in Bali
Stairway to the top and they wait the lobby
9 thots one in the drop 8 in Denali behind me
New Yorker, holy flow, sacred society
Making it quietly, no faking this quality
None of these movers and shakers could ride me
And not one dude getting shine right now could hold a f*cking candle light to me
Hi its Price nice to meet
Top 5 in the East
Swan dive into beats
Then backstroke those mother f*ckers
Black clothes like undercovers
Dip out back doors and leave the club ducking
Throw up chips and call out all these other bluffers
All these other suckers sweet to me
Lethal reach
I would watch yourself I can sell a B to C and D
Run and tell em, Jason's the realest from to sea to shining sea
I'm gonna get em, might as well let em think that I'm dead asleep
Let us speak
Been hitting some levels you could never reach
Foot be hitting the pedal couple seconds til we get to speed
Sour like amarettos that they never ever get to me
Brain sharp as stilettos I'm the best you ain't never seen
Middle Eastern money, bitch with me keep speaking Lebanese
I don't f*ck tricks bitch, just keep checking up my sleeve
I don't f*ckin miss kid just check in with the referee's
If I ain't on your list shit, then something switching after these
Rest in Peace
Writer: Jason Price
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