Big L & Half A Mil

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn] Fuck! Yo, I'm in that CL smooth thanks to Pete Rock Reminiscing over pots we was whippin' Acne, Ape and drivebys out a Porsche Cayman St. Laurent fiends sayin' that your work tainted And my shit the bomb diggy Fendi strap on the SK, who can eff with me All gator strap back, relax, Supreme hoodie Couple niggas with me got the MAC, facts SB Dunks, Dior gloves with the pump out I want my money now or your brains get blown the fuck out Ferragamo water proof suit for a rainy day Eric B jewels on, been fly since '88 Big face Reagan, mobbin' in my Clark Wallo’s Allah, please let me see tomorrow Nigga, I'm the illest Make way for the imminent, intricate High-top Guiseppes, I was kickin' it, killin' shit Cristal, spillin' it for niggas doin' life Ya'll want to be rappers, I do it cuz I'm nice Baggin' Ray Liotta with the soda Fiends on my Lanvin heels droolin' on the Rover Big L with half a mil [Outro: Big L] Yo check it Now here's another smooth song, so get your groove on Violate or try to fake jax and you'll get moved on Peace to all my niggas with the thousand dollar jewels on Pushin' rides with foreign chicks with gator shoes on