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Garlic and Oil (feat. Action Bronson)

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Letras
Tomorrow never comes until it's too late

Jump out of the sunroof of the 540i

Shawty grind on me

She tried to get me for my shine

Put the 9 on me

F**k, Devil's design shooting blind for me

I won the belt like seven times

Couple dimes on me

I snap my fingers there's a cheese plate

The joint bigger than a deer's leg

You can catch me squatting beer kegs

Carrying rock not in the sock no more

We on a yacht, stop pop a Uie

Rivals I chopped them in chop suey

Throw 'em in the front trunk

Target 86 royal blue with the lip

Thick like the one's for sucking d**k

You'll get lifted like my son when I see him

I can't wait 'til he driving something European

Leather smell like tea tree oil in the Z3

A lot of people wanna be me

Yo, flow in the coupe and move godly

Hit 'em with the bag of that robby

If they won't give you honesty

They ain't giving you loyalty

My rep is made of gold

Ain't no bullshit destroying me

Shit, I been that guy

Gold chains, gold frame

Son, I've been that fly

I got pierogis that'll break curfew to break a n**a face

Shoot you with your gun

Take the hammer off a n**a waist

I'm off the scene, I'm seen when I'm supposed to be

Never let the money escape I keep it close to me

I keep my bank accounts full and my nuts empty

Low hanging fruit taste good, sometimes these sluts tap me

Then they cause problems, then they start shit

Then I think to myself

Why'd I think with my d**k

It's the black Batman Bruce Wayne

Who sell 'caine push ups the clip I stay sober

If niggas wanna put up they hands, it's game over

The moon hit me in the way

That pictures couldn't capture my stature

Like a major league catcher

It's quite confusing cause I'm Casper

International 100 Hello Kitty stamps inside the passport

Since I appeared on the Earth like a terminator

E30 got German plates on the shit

Split the arrow with the arrow cause sparrow flies

Channel Pharaoh's with the owl eyes

Sport's boat 26 feet Nordica seas

Dancing naked on the shore of the beach, hedonism too

It ain't shit to do division with your crew

We all living boo

It ain't nobody wearing prison suits

Tan carhartt's scars like the sheep

Sheeps still sleep by the creek

Crocodile infested but to me it's just a bunch of boots

Always on the hunt for the loot

Sautées and fricassee smoked crabs different trees

The pistols breeze then we dipped in V's

Suave rooftops out the American sugar

My niggas got the torch to heat the metal full of booger

Me, I'm a sober weirdo, I still wear 'lo

Lifestyle based on defense so we prepare tho

Prepare tho I had to fix the situation

The crab meat placed on your plate is imitation

Now me I get it right out the shell

I know my team get locked he getting right out the cell

Post bail hit Perfections have a drink and we think'

How to calculate correctly while we covered in mink

Summertime shootouts, springtime stick ups

Tri-colored Gucci skully's wintertime pick ups

Rep for Queens major since I was a minor

You might've seen me in the Georgia Diner

Garlic and Oil (feat. Action Bronson) de Meyhem Lauren - Letras y Covers