The Vatican

(Not playing with these niggas no more, man) We fill lobbies with dope, day dreaming of Bugattis and boats Fascinated watching interviews of Gotti for quotes I heard them folks wanna get rid of me Small things, still getting neck in that ghost Paranormal activity We sell 'matics for cheap, that's not a rollie, that's a Patik Phillippe Lil' nigga, find it funny you gods finished Switching up phones, no plans, we buy minutes Its not a gimmick, they know we sell 'yay Cigar life, imported from where Fidel stay (Cuba) Rappers talkin bout tour, Im on a tour too 12 cities, only difference I be bringing raw through Made it outta them corners barely Now I’m making sluts out the bitches they want to marry Huh, round table where the guards at Play with the base pull strings where my guitar at? (nigga) Tryna front on my name Same nigga that’s on me brought Pun in the game I jumped in the range, He asked me "nigga what you 'tryna do?" Said "I'm still moving work nigga what you trying to do?" Most pillars, sweat loafs, no spice, gorilla, base coke, that low price Tom Ford, my suit butter, exchange numbers with Kimmy right after Cruel Summer I’m just dishing them game, clothes drug inspired to, tee Christopher Kane, nigga, nigga I've been the nicest, underrated and overlooked But when it comes to "La Cocaína" I'm overbooked My V nasty, you know the cake's long (What else?) White girl mob crib full of that Kreayshawn I heard them talk about 'yay, but we be at the docks And never seen a rapper walk my way