Sicilian

Lyrics

[Intro: Payroll Giovanni] Four-one [Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni] Doughboyz Cashout, bitch, members only In the summer rockin' winter Rollies with the pistol on me (Yeah) Just for niggas tryna get up on me, we ain't flashin' guns Gotta stay protected when you passin' tongues and stackin' funds (Gettin' money) Niggas run they mouth, we just having runs (Runs) So I'm still rich when the rap is done Bosses in the clique and we huddle up Either we gon' drop us a single or work gonna double up (Which one?) I don't double cups, I rock double-links Sipping Don P or pink Clic', Presi' match the mink Bar in the crib, that's when I grab a drink Louis slippers on, texting Gary 'bout my nеwest piece (Yеah) I want it to say "DBC For life" For a VS ice, I ain't the BS type I miss Rock, they tried to say he used to keep that white Get money, keep it quiet, yeah, we that type, nigga [Verse 2: Doughboy Dre] Nigga, I ain't never wanna motherfuckin' hoop (Never) I want the yellow gold, all sets on the coupe A spot to roll out, couple straps for the troops (Ya' dig?) Bro in that Mase', seats red, tomato soup (Ugh) Probably fuck yo' boo, just relax, man, that bitch old Only bad bitches on my line, not no stank hoes (Nah) Twenty bands, that's a half a bird, now the case closed Top floor at the Indigo, how the day go [Verse 3: Big Quis] Arrogant nigga, I might just smack you with a loaf (Ho nigga) Sample my mind, I'm through being humble, I'm the G.O.A.T I talk crazy to hoes, give me that pussy, bitch, I'm horny I need a Patek, my piece of shit watch only cost forty (Yeah) Ain't telling no stories, I rap the truth, these ain't no lies Took that EDD money, bought work in front of some of the guys Cartiers on my eyes, I see that none of my opps as rich as me I'm way too important, I tell my hoes, they can't get dick for free Flawless diamonds, flawless victory, you niggas losing I don't get a long with humans, DBC, this just a movement In the coupe and I ain't cruising Doing donuts on the Mile Let my mink drag on the ground My bag up to a hundred pounds (Uh, nigga) [Verse 4: HBK & Overlord Scooch] I spent two thousand for these kicks, fuck your stimulus package (Fuck it) She ate the dick up for dinner, the nuts, she finished it after Pay two green to put cheese on you, now you scrimmage with packers Treat his wig like a banana peel and peeled his shit backwards Nigga, I'm with your dream girl, she taking pictures and captions All that shit you talkin' in they ear, it's fiction and cappin' Nigga, don't call me gang if you ain't step, well boss yo' life up A asshole'll fuck your girl then make you pick your wife up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 5: Overlord Scooch] I'm on Live and sixth about to sell some oranges, antioxidants (Rock up) They finna take 'em OT where they pop 'em like they lozenges (Haha) I'm tryna just stay positive I just spent three thousand on an ottoman Cocaine stimulate the economy But we don't need no EDD, we DBC, sell poison like we DBD Bitch is in Atlanta like she NeNe Leakes Clicquot poppin', we don't stop until we get a million And when we go shopping, all that shit Italian, we Sicilian nigga (OV)