600 School

Lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon] Uh-huh Talk, talk to me, talk to me It's a serious one right here (Ah) Shit is real, bro Staten Island boys is back Goddamn it (Hahahah) New York, New York What the fuck is y'all talkin' 'bout? Turn that flame on Kneel, nigga, kneel when you see us, nigga Let's go (Shit, nigga, let's go) [Verse 1: Raekwon & Ghostface Killah] Glass of gin for my jewelers, too many Rugers Jim's is five-hundred bands, spam, I swam through Bermuda Switches got muzzles, soon as rebuttals happen, we guzzle Then everything get twisted like a puzzle Cybertrucks flyin' back to Lux, no doubt News camera seize the moment, that's alligator tux I'm comfortablе, said it two more times, use thе ducks Remove yourself quickly, might flip you in the clubs Eight-hundred troopers, they all in coupers Doopies, shotguns and gooses, Ice rockin' boosters Bitches call me Moussa, Mansa you're ruthless Wow, he got so handsome, his cutie know his future That's fuchsia, flexin' in a spectrum with Medusa Versace jean jacket, interior is blue cut No hookah, only big bags eatin' grouper (Yeah) You scavengers, run and tell your managers the Wu comin' (Yo, yo, yo) [Verse 2: Ghostface Killah] Ayo, bandanas, mask scanners, chain swingin' Pulsatin' plug, clique, niggas do damage Plus, niggas got them semi-autos when we out in Yemen Buried all over the desert, baby MAC-11s Clap reverends, grab a big bag on the crap sevens Past, present, I'll be G-O-A-T 'til I crash Heaven Monstrous bankrolls, Modelos and pesos I'll send a few of you back to the essence and have a great show My wrist game, call it gold caviar Shootouts on the burgundy, Schwinn with gold handlebars (Damn) Clarks on, flyin' through the Autobahn An old deuce flick been placid inside a Audemars (Whoo) Catch a photo from the side like Hitchcock The commas on the side of my neck, it's all big rocks (Whoo) When I'm holdin' nothin', movin' on gridlock Yo, Wake, I might show up for dolo with a big Glock [Verse 3: Method Man] I been official, but y'all don't think it's beneficial Because my bottom line don't benefit you The mission was a missile, I'm fittin' to send you a missile That's fittin' to hit your fitted, that crown ain't fittin' to fit you (Nah) Trippin', I'm fittin' to trip you, short vacation, I trip you It's simple and that go triple for anybody that's with you If people know you ready, already know it's an issue You foul now, it's official, them people blowin' them whistles A ref's not a reference when people goin' against you Your press is not impressive, them people pressin' to bench you F it, I'm mental, this method is not medicinal In fact, the earth I'm waterin', air and fire, I'm elemental That's right, I said it, now give me credit with my credentials (Uh-huh) And instrumental with fair regards for my essentials You get it? Plus a New York fitted to guard the temple Them tracks you bumpin', I come with somethin' to pop your pimple Guessin' I'm proactive, too prolific for all you pro rappers Who can't find an angle of protractor They non-factors, haters, just agitators These bars might take a shot and don't need a chaser to catch ya 'Til Peter pay up, it's vital that Peter pay us In order to get my cake up, I need a baker for rapture [Outro] But still, how will I find them though? There is a man who can help you They know that he's got the money And there's enough there to make them rich for life