Morse Code

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Really Right My last flip got me thinking real estate Them conversations really put me in a different space Doing dirt in different towns gotta switch the plates My homie fighting behind the wall hoping they appeal his case Fast life of good nigga jam, that's the penalty Hit my cell, said he ain't need nothing, but good energy Stand up fella, never fake the jacks Sent the package anyway It ain't like he can return it back Hustler trying to advance to the clubs, that's a different sack Rolling up something a little louder That's for the people in the back Take a loss never end, get a win bet it back Close friends it's all nonverbal, that's how we interact [Chorus: Smoke DZA] Cribs with high ceilings Morse code dealings Cribs with high ceilings Morse code dealings (Get out ya feelings) [Verse 2: Smoke DZA] All it takes a few hand signals like I'm an umpire Flick of the nose mean gun fire Fun fact the campaigns still KONY And that's unbiased Regroup the army's artillery Dare you to come try us Models, short stay lovers, all one-nighters Smoking experience, they can't think of no one higher Put the lil homie down that was this months hire Old school accountant still doing numbers wearing a sun visor Slow grind can be annoying misusing a bum lighter When your lungs dried up ,and you got some fire Rap messiah, Cream, no Breyers scheme, Osiris me Young tyrants [Chorus: Smoke DZA & Westside Gunn] Cribs with high ceilings (Westside Gunn ad lib) Morse code dealings Ayo Crib with high ceilings Morse code dealings [Verse 3: Westside Gunn] Ayo ayo Balenciaga fur trench you know who wore it first If the fiend fell out then you know who work You need a job nigga holla at me I'm paying niggas just to wear my chains nigga my neck hurt I'm pushing 2020 and its already owned nigga I don't give a fuck no more nigga I'm Hollywood now nigga You ain't seen nobody like me I live with both of my baby mamas Facts You niggas bums Fucking bums I wore this shit three days nigga I don't give a fuck Made 7 figures though You ain't Never seen me wear the same shit twice nigga And if it was it was only cuz I was high I forgot You know that shit smoke in me right Fourth rope shit Velveteen dream My third eye see everything Next royal rumble it's just me and 29 fiends nigga RFC Griselda