Trenchcoat Wars

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Ugh
 ♪
 You already know
 Pimpstead niggas give it up (you heard?)
 Niggas straight trash, you don't even know the half
 Scheming mad, I ran up in Neimans and blew a bag
 Blowing gas, rolling in the G-Wag'
 
 Blowing gas, rolling in the G-Wag'
 A hundred rounds out of the machine made you lean back
 You Mac's soundin' like Ali hittin' a speed bag
 Blowing gas, rolling in the G-Wag'
 
 Blowing gas, rolling in the G-Wag'
 Yeah
 The Gore-Tex boots' waterproof, the Yacht-Master Rolex' nautical
 For the storm I brought on my all my sporting goods
 Blew the horn of a charging bull
 Drive by's in a foreign CEO carpool
 Spinning corner like a whirlpool, twirl a fool (spin em)
 Eventually everything comes full circle
 You're caught slippin out past thе curfew like a Church shoe
 Thе barrel turned on 32, this truly old-school (old joint)
 Hit that nigga
 Lil homie this ain't poney, this coat made of coyote
 Quit playing out acting like you know me
 My old lady look like Naomi
 Hoe can't play with me you must be taking peyote
 Stash the loaded the .380 in a jamaican rollie
 Take all your trophies leave you naked and lonely
 Just for thinking the game you playing Rosie
 This shit ain't no ring around the rosie
 Can't bring a eighth of cocaine around when they nosy
 Bitch sniff it out like a Doberman from the open end
 Every word I wrote with the pen and let out dopamine
 Doors are opened with keys made from coca leaves
 The spoon full of yayo in the rosary beads
 Send you home with the rosy cheeks, nose freeze
 This is enough blow to satisfy even Tony's needs
 I still own the league, you hoping I blow my knee
 You eye your hoe she won't blow my meat
 I'm elite, I'm the peak
 So what you think you got in common with me?
 You're not even unique (regular)
 Eat your plate and chew, I'm a foodie
 You can skate on my jewelry like Kristi Yamaguchi
 Breaking bricks we made a karate movie
 This is quality music, the economy needed boosting
 Even my bitch got a body and I ain't talking about booty
 I told her how to use the uzi and not be snooty
 Uhn (you gonna ride me like this, baby, you know what I'm saying)
 And if you think you're tough, you don't know what tough is
 I'm bad, you see me, boy, I'm bad
 You see them pretty blue eyes of yours?
 I'll take one out of your face and squash it in front of you
 So you can watch
 You see because I think that you
 I don't think you're listening to me
 What did I just say?
 (that you'd take one eye out and squish it)
 Do you think I would?
 (yeah)
 Damn right, I would
 

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Duration
03:23
Key
7
Tempo
101 BPM

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