Big L & Half a Mil - 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 cause I’m nice

Baggin' Ray Liotta with the soda

Fiends on my Lanvin heels droolin' on the Rover

Big L with half a mil

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