Black Eskimo

[Produced By: Cardo & Johnny Juliano] [Hook] All the nigga talk ‘bout bricks and birds Chinchilla shit, nigga his and hers AP, Rolex, he’s a professional They call him Snowman bitch, the Black Eskimo [Verse 1] In a black full length mink, getting this money Try to stop me, lay you down like a perm nigga IPhone on you hoes, taking selfies at the store Strike a pose with them hoes like “look at me!” ’04, ’05, little nigga, I was getting tight money, don’t fold up 2 door, 250 Bitch you better open my door when I roll up Had them coming to Atlanta for the Hawks Had the ticket, was the man in the city Had the city so motherfuckin hot Damn near bought a fan for my city What ya talkin’ bout Used to get money with the milli, OG shared his cell with If he tell you anything Then he’ll tell you nigga that I ain’t ever tell shit Ain’t no need to be excited, I ain’t ever been indicted Pussy nigga I ain’t told shit The nerve of you niggas, signed with these rappers that never sold shit Had that Rolls gold, Rose Bowl Jacob all Rose gold everything (Trinidad!) Talkin’ ‘Rarri 430 with the piping on the seat, it was everything Nigga made a quarter mil at the Texaco Took his thing in the club like he’s Plaxico Always fresh from head to toe Know his name in the mall nigga? Every Sto’ [Hook] [Verse 2] I ain’t talk to be talking I don’t talk to just talk Snow say something y’all better listen up You going in your bag, what you goin’ by your jeweler Nigga you icing out your wrist or what? Yeah, I got a few trophies Bitch that Hublot looking like a Heisman I’m so motherfucking high up in this bitch I swear I’m thinking ‘bout diving 5 quarters on chill Wrist looking like a grill, nigga Mike Jones (who?) You gone learn ‘bout this niggas Loaned sperm out these niggas What they is nigga? my clone Gotta keep the grass cut Keep your eyes on these snake ass niggas cuz they pythons The God of this bitch, the MJ of this shit And you can tell these niggas Mike home