Van Cleef Anklet

Lyrics

[Intro] (Nick on the track) Yeah Yeah [Chorus] Pot taker, I'm coolin' with the mafia ain't I Thot breaker, I converse with the cash takers I'm on the list for that new season, they really know me ain't it I showed up late with concrete heathen like we own these places Trip taker, four bitches, with her toes out, made her Van Cleef anklet She came to me on demon time, went to you, she back to cakin' I smashed that broad in Manhattan, we ain't go to Broadway, baby Nigga, I just put you on some bread, you let these bitches take it [Verse] Big player, pocket breaker, you a funky boy Ship sinker, ain't shit up on your wrist, you don't do no risk takin' Crete step, diamonds dancin' M-R designer pants-es My opps burnt, I'm still standin' She tried to get a camy, I left her at the Camden Them crete diamonds dancin', the same price you hold ransom She gave me head express, she missed just like a panda He want the beef, but it take broccoli to meet my standards Walk out the spot, I clean up, need the bitch with me, she nice, petite Marry the game, brought rice with me Bagguette, yeah, they ice with me Someone need help? You need lil' moe? Just come to me and pay my fee Walk in, better have my cash [?] [Chorus] Pot taker, I'm coolin' with the mafia ain't I Thot breaker, I converse with the cash takers I'm on the list for that new season, they really know me ain't it I showed up late with concrete heathen like we own these places Trip taker, four bitches, with her toes out, made her Van Cleef anklet She came to me on demon time, went to you, she back to cakin' I smashed that broad in Manhattan, we ain't go to Broadway, baby Nigga, I just put you on some bread, you let these bitches take it