Never Coming Homme

[Intro: High Fashion P] Chasin' Ferraris, but these Russian bitches is chasin' Bulgari This ain't a game of Sorry, it's the game of Life And you don't get three strikes or no nine lifes But the strike to your face is so vicious like the cat did before he had rice White eyes, we split them keys boy, white pies [Verse 1: Westside Gunn] All this wax got me feelin' so high Givenchy plaid got me lookin' so fly $3000 for the kicks, on the cot still thinkin' of flippin' bricks Wave the Heckler out the Tesla So much dope, Pyrex couldn't measure Fiends 'round the motherfuckin' bando Doors up on the four door Lambo I sold my soul for a thousand plates If they ain't see our face then we fuckin' straight [Chorus: Tionna D] Me and you ain't the same, nigga, I got mine the hard way I got fiends in the hallway, this enough to get us in four way If the Feds come and get us, we ain't never comin' home [No, no, no, no, no] If the Feds come and get us, we ain't never comin' home [Verse 2: Westside Gunn] Ferragamo shades at night, Cavalli smellin' like china white Jesus piece is layin' on the Ferra', God Phillip Lim bucket on baggin' hard Goin' fishin' off the fuckin' yacht Back the fuck back or you gettin' shot I'm from a city where there's false hope Pistol whip the nigga 'til his jaw broke [Chorus: Tionna D] Me and you ain't the same, nigga, I got mine the hard way I got fiends in the hallway, this enough to get us in four way If the Feds come and get us, we ain't never comin' home [No, no, no, no, no] If the Feds come and get us, we ain't never comin' home