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[Intro: al.divino]
Ayo
[Verse 1: al.divino]
Cell chirpin', biscuit in my bitches' birkin', assertive
Bricks churnin', brilliance is a burden, bridges burnin'
Fit for the merchant in my purpose
Kid, we workin', light your dice game
Guinness record casino, conversion
Hologram gambles, gambit
Gambino, blam you for the Amick's
Bat in hand like Bambino, demand C-Notes
Master plan in motion, make the most of each moment
Multiply dough the motive, feet almost deep as sultans
What up, Heem Stogied? (What up?)
What up, Mach-Hommy? (What up?)
What's really good, Fahim?
Olive-green Wallies, brolic broccoli, hit the Hibachi spot, shot ya socky
Got fans sellin' shit for cassette tapes like they Oxys
Flip limited product 'til my wrist rocky
Try to stop me, gon' have the Feds fishin' in rivers for bodies (Go fish)
Copy
Fuck that though, ayo
Gold bottles, models galore, of course
If you don't like the prices, then get the fuck out the store (Fuck outta here)
[Verse 2: Mach-Hommy]
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