Lyrics

[Intro: scene from Crocodile Dundee] You got a light, buddy? Yeah, sure, okay There you go And your wallet Mick, give him your wallet What for? He's got a knife Hahaha, that's not a knife That's a knife [Verse 1: Jay Royale] It's Royale, the Foamposite-wearer Out that robbery, run-your-pocket era The G-Shock watch and Huarache [?] Flow hot as a habanero pepper Snub inside of the leather That Robert De Niro Casino mobster era Funny, they told me the agenda I'm 'posed to be attendant Verses get fired off like episodes of The Apprentice Pth, bogus how they want the most with no incentive When I tell the truth, they find it offensive Just bet that we don't fuck around On the block with huggies and bust-me-downs Servin' custies, black skullies and [?] Gucci belt buckle, footwear with the air bubbles Tuckin' drugs away in kicks with different colorways Links never get tucked away, we rock fronts Police oppress you like the [?] on the Reebok Pump Supply droughts and we all got phones [?] chrome, custom move [?] panels like Sherlock Holmes The chain ching-a-ling, had Dookie rolled for a finger ring (Brr) East Baltimore for chicken wings, it's Royale [Chorus: Lil Fame & Rome Streetz] Yo, I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me) Live from the hallway We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me) Live from the hallway We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga (Check) [Verse 2: Rome Streetz] Designer drugs, sell a couple thousand dollars for the a capella [?] thought I need the guap like a Rockefeller Not the pleasure, [?] Before my recordings was takin' off, I took a course in re-rockin' work I violated a lotta niggas, you not the first Yeah, you see a Santería when I drop a verse Pray to pagan saints, light a candle Fuck squarin' up, I took my chances gettin' paid as a vandal The shit in the baggie, you sniff it, leave your brain scrambled Same scandal, move [?] 'til we landcruise Need Malibu properties, 9 to 5 spot was not for me It was dirty guap off the robbery My eyes aimed to the sky, the God is me You come across with a [?] Fuck the Grammys, I'll pull a nine on a nominee Honor me, the author who came up from poverty (Brr) Elevated to a God with artistry [Chorus: Lil Fame] Yo, I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me) Live from the hallway We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me) Live from the hallway We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga (Uh) [Verse 3: Termanology] I put a rusty .38 to your vertebrae Send a lil' thot to come and rock you while she serve your plate Raised the murder rate, referred you to the pearly gates Cold steel in your grill, tell me how this burner taste Don't get me wrong, I'm a funny bastard I'm hopin' time is money, tryna get this money faster I'm after what the cash could bring me [?] Me and my demon lovers Blastin', laughin', squeeze your temple 'til your breathin' plummets I keep it hunnid, milli click when he get silly I'm baggin' up on my cousin robbin' the big willies Quick to put a stick in your chick blissfully (Yeah) Send me a fully, you offend me, I pully (Yeah) [?] screwdriver, 90s carjackers [?] your shit gone quicker than Lamar Jackson My squad active and swear that they want action (Brr) Catch you while you sleepin', [?] with a ratchet, uh [Chorus: Lil Fame] Yo, I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me) Live from the hallway We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga I been told you, you ain't fuckin' with me This time I brought my youngins with me (They thuggin' with me) Live from the hallway We don't give a fuck, we can bang it out broad day, nigga