Red Mullet - Sonnyjim, Westside Gunn

I was trouble making on my rookie training

Ain’t nothing sacred, so brother, tuck ya chain in

I’m double-taking, girl scout cookie blazin

Got your girl cookie baking, tooshie shaking

Tagliatelle with the truffle shaving, I’m done playin

I’m upgrading, I’m ready for the weigh in

The red mullet’s flakin, the buds Jamaican

I’m on the Caymans, a long way from my grandmother’s basement

The Indian jeweller, the funk looper

The fourth quarter jump shooter about to scuba

Blunt ash on my Bermuda I’m out in Andalusia

Eat the clear pill like Bradley Cooper

20 mil chevy grill, machete kills you did a Henry Hill

Vocabulary spill I’m ill

I rock steady you pulled a John Terry, I pop the Dom Peri

God blessed me but jealous ones envy

Ayo I was Panamera whippin mac 11 aiming different

Still smell the fumes in Bacon’s kitchen

Waves spinnin, you fuck niggas too broke to pay attention

Your brains hang from the ceiling

Yay dealing, cops on the bloc stay trippin

The K under the robe the grand wizard

Style imperial pour Cristal on the cereal

Mask on the face like Rey Mysterio

Champagne when I’m thirsty nothing less than the thirty

Had a run in like Jackie Joyner Kersee

Never tripped on a hurdle out on Myrtle

My Brooklyn niggas murk you watch your circle

Pistol whip you black and purple shells’l burn you

Fashion week I’m next to Virgil

Dont fuck with me lord I’m too dangerous

Wipe the gets with the Hermes handkercheif FLYGOD

My shit is some other shit

Pimp game you know wisdom knowledge understanding

Talkin shit swallow spit thats the kind of nigga I am

That what I used to do I still do you seein it

Right now your seein it

Pimpin hoes slammin Rolls Royce doors

All I wore is tailor made clothes

Motherfuckers fuckin with me cos diamonds is dripping from everywhere

And they wonder why i dont wear motherfuckin jewellery

Because I am a gem

Because I am a fuckin gem