Cherry Red Beemer

[Verse 1] I tapped in and done a week in the studio  With nothing but trees and Don Julio  My passport looking like Ronaldinhos  Outside the store pouring Remy in my cheerios I'm Van Gogh with the brushstroke  I'm on road with my face covered up like M Huncho I pop the cork let the Bollinger pour Wilin' on tour Peace to Buckwild on the boards I write the bar just to sharpen the sword I went from poor to my cherie amor in Givenchy couture You know the score I’m showing off like a first date I been wrapping white from way back in the day like 3rd bass [Verse 2] Bush doctor I'm breaking down a tree like a woodchopper  Im running up a big bill in footlocker Torch bearеr the paul bearer  Porschе carrera Pour the barbera VVS gems glimmer Flipped a big bit and went and bought a chinchilla Zim zimma who got the key for a good price I can tell by the smell what it cook like I roll a spliff let my chick drive I push the fork thru the rib eye Big bits of flake like a fish pie Rick stein pebbles in the kinder surprise Its all gone in the blink of an eye