Lyrics

[Willie the Kid] Its ceremonial, non testimonial A test to my greatness, harmonial Musical, car service swerving thru the traffic Half drunk, fresh as a fuck, Im a maverick Chilling with my Cali bitch, hot enough to calibrate Her caliber, burning off calories, she masturbate Just bought the calico, I ain't even load it yet Think before I answer, living life, no regret No sweat, mink on, Ralph Lauren sweater vest No name shades on, bought 'em cause I liked 'em Better yet, let me call some hoes up, bubble at the W Bubble bath, shorty said they coming thru Live at the bar-b-q, Willie, Im a young Nasty Nas It ain't hard to tell, Big L in camouflage Im a renaissance man, sip Chimay at the tavern Funny as niggas got me laughing Bask in the glory, sorta like Moses in the basket Burying the hatchet, casket, cask and cream Type of smooth ass nigga. Im flying above I just flew past niggas, Im aviating Aviators, Raybans, eight to eight'n Eight bands in 12 hours, debate pagans The fly. No Pegasus, Pandora Im shitting, epidurum, enigma My stigma, the serum, candlelight visual I burn'em, chain swingin on my sternum I'm vigilent, visualanty in Ypsilanti Denim jacket stay vintage