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[Verse 1: al.divino]
Ayo
Cell chirpin', biscuit in my bitche's birkin', assertive
Bricks churnin'
Brilliance is a burden, bridges burnin'
Fifth of immersion in my purpose
Kid, we workin' like shit dice game
Guinness record casino
Conversion, hologram gambles, gambit
Gambino, blam you for the Amick's
Bat in hand like Bambino
Demand C-Notes
Master plannin' most and make the most of each moment
Multiply dough, the motive
We almost deep as sultans
What up, Heem, it's dokey? (What up?)
What Mach-Hommy? (What up?)
What's really good, Fahim?
I'll agree while these brolic broccoli, hit the Hibachi spot
Shot ya socky
Got fans sellin' shit for cassette tapes like they oxys
Flip limited product 'til my wrist rocky
Try to stop me
Go have to fetch fish in rivers for bodys (Go fish)
Copy
Fuck that though, ayo
Gold bottles, models galore
Of course
If you don't like the prices then get the fuck out the store
[Verse 2: Mach-Hommy]