FORGIATO (feat. Deuce2x)

(They need Sole) (Bang that bitch Gonzo) Man it's working season Talking turkey season I'm gon' get up and get down I think these perkys need me I put money on my rivals, like I'm servin' in 'sixties I put rocks all in his boot and then some snakes from Gucci I put green in Gucci I got cake for Louis Man these slippers cost two thousand I got dos for deucies My big dog he swaddle baggage like they came from coochies Made him wrap up all that bullshit, come and sing these verses Look I'm a drug doggy I'm her drug daddy You can hop up off my dick, ask why your friends calling I was down, but I got out, but still my legs running Yeah my head bussing, he ain't said nothing Forgiato, twelves stopping Said they saw something I call out like why y'all bluffing? Y'all ain't saw nothing Get up off your ass and get some money out there Used to think these drugs was funny, now I'm stuck up in here Lemøn mode he got the citrus 'round like FL Karma come 'round like Koopa with a blue shell Brothers carting round the city, we don't do well Smackosaurus, light it off, it's smoking, inhale Fumes is fuming I'ma beat him like his ass is FL And if Jacko beat his ass then I'ma give him hell You gon give up all of your coins like a wishing well Talkin' all that shit about the gang, I hop in a Musang I guess I'm paying bail Lemøn, Lemøn swerving potholes on the whip Forgiatos on the whip, it's a convertible TDub we ducking police, the streets We snatching your keys like it's somethin' reservable Ten K we makin' your family grieve, like please I hope you ain' think you ain't merkable I put green in Gucci I got cake for Louis Man these slippers cost two thousand I got dos for deucies My big dog he swaddle baggage like they came from coochies (huh?) Made him wrap up all that bullshit, come and sing these verses Don Julio, times the ace The bag is here so why would I chase it? You gon' feel dumb when you hearin' her scream at the scene Cause you thought everything was ok shi I can buy Louis, Prada and Dior and I promise you I still won't feel the same shit Since you need a Birkin, a Rolly and a car I'm making my own motivation This be my chance, so I take it Money pile up, so I rake it Boy talking tough, his spine, I'll break it No Idols, look mama we made it I had her first, so why are you hating? Got the raw, slow, come and debate it I'm the hottest so please stop hating Your artist is nodding so please stop hating Gang gang