Sunday Madness

[Verse 1: Bodega Bamz] Went from a naughty boy to 'Lo, double R.L Purple labeled cartel, coke head Kleinfeld Crooked lawyer part of my clientele My clients maybe speak, but my clients never tell I cuffed my main bitch when Papi made bail Imma' sell in the cell, talk biz on my cell What up, not you nigga, us Fuck I need Premo or Just, I got L's Double barrel Mossberg, buckshot shells With this rap shit I'm sick, y'all better wish me well Flamboyant like Big L, flash like Tony Want chicas, champagne, my friends call me Bori Smoking on a bogey, presidential rollie Oh no, oh he, the bitches call me handsome Trying to rob my style, who paying for the ransom Questioning my G, this is my only answer [Hook: Smoke DZA] Riiiiiiiiiiight, fuck what you heard what's the word, it's Big business here, leave that bullshit on the curb cause It's them Tanboys, Tanboys It's them Tanboys, Tanboys [Verse 2: Al-Doe] Uh, landed in my sweatsuit Signed an autograph, now it's on to the next shoot DSQUARED bubble get my pic snapped Took your bottom bitch, gave me top till her lips chapped I'm in the house now, trouble what the club bring Pinky finger no ice, I'd rather a drug ring Hella snort at the heliport Lead showers nothing like what your umbrella caught My blood brothers get blood diamonds Connects stay in my ear like fuck rhyming Huh, I don't show what I'm spraying A head nod, no words, but he know what I'm saying Cause it was, Soundview, pulled the gun and he swerve They said they heard the shots out on 183rd, nigga Twenty-five to life, never did a one to three Luck told me fuck a Bugatti, I need a hundred keys [Hook]