Burgundy Windbreaker

[Produced by Thelonious Martin] Fuck the game up, right These cats talking designer little nigga but I’ve been fly Versace burger with the Ferragamo French fries It’s I, Gucci milk shake in a bitch face Such a rich taste I’m moving straight past home, in to get the fifth base Where I pitch base, make a fiend touch his heels with the back of his neck Human origami don’t mind him he’s off the Bobby Give him five an he be begging for more And my offer: Smoke the weed by the shore, the water crashing in Shit is ravishing And compliment to the cumulus over passing em And take the freshest breath, shit is picturesque And make me think bout moms Pull out my phone slide to unlock and I send a text Love you en route to death And since my phone out now might as well try to get at Steph She’s got the nicest breasts and the cutest tongue I’m trying to get acquainted We've killed time through crime through villains manifested And if you get arrested, I got the bail money My mans is freebasing H and it smell funny Killing my wave, I’m just trying to smoke my pot And I try to tell em chill but his noggin like a rock I’m on the block, Ralph Lauren to my socks Javelin jump in the drop Car read me the mission brief As I’m breaking down this fifty piece They making off with the coke and some stolen diamonds On a pimped out ship to the Cayman Islands Silly man from the English basin The indicator blip reveal location Got my gun and my lasso, stash the blunt in my afro Look in the mirror press my brows Key in the ignition, lick my lips and then we out Tracker said we headed south I dirt road it for a quicker route Pulled off full speed parallel to the vessel Telescope embedded in the bezel And who do I see? Gutierrez with his face in the key So pissed I almost totaled the V Raw quote on the sign Whiz right through it Left it at nine, hit the nitrous because I’m running out of time Ooh no Tires screeching took off in the smoke Drive off of the cliff land up to the boat Flip out the whip before we crash landed, and took out nine cats bare handed Retrieve the coke in a briefcase with the diamonds held for keep safe But I ain't finished yet Chase Gutierrez to the upper deck Swing the lasso catch him by the neck Hogtie em in the pretzlette Piss on em' for the disrespect Kick him right in the fucking chest Then throw him overboard to his death Like, throw him overboard to his death Now he’s fish food Don’t even write and spit the message from the dude above I need the Wi-Fi to do the drugs It’s getting out of hand Save a ho and get out jam But let her know I couldn’t be a man Cause my life is wild, fuck around and I may have a child I lost my mind when I touched the ounce But shot a dice abroad Polo outfit to entice your broad She sucked my dick and now she’s living large And I’m just being modest, look at my face I’m such a humble guy For thousand dollars worth of humble pile I stuffed my face over a equestrian plate It's only ten ever made in the states I got a set of eight Spit the pie on the floor and tell the cleaning lady get the mop And drop some more like ‘you missed a spot’ She knows she needs me so she keeps quiet Sleep in the basement and she keeps crying Hear her at night through the floor vent She old and white, that’s revenge for my foreman Indentured servant Make it sound good I’m in your hood with out-of-town goods I mix the white with the brown goods Up in the Bay it’s called Belushi I trade the drugs for the couchie And she looks good, her mouth don’t got no open sores I fuck with keys, cause keys always open doors I’m in the P’s, the building with the pissy floors It's Porter, nigga