Revory (Wraith)

Bubble Goose, smokin' bubble kush

The Uzis is navy blue, a couple coupes

Satan around, stackin' suckers, save the truce

Mansions before these niggas, we done, we deucin'

Crackin' fish in the Ritz Carlton, take a piss

69 floors up, sparklin' Cris'

Moneybags stacked in duvet sheets

Few strange freaks follow the Wraiths

Walk through the gates, nigga

Pyrex Cubano connection

New York Mexicans, they call us the team for smugglin' wet shit

The Al Pacinos of rap, yep, they planned it with me

Pass the baguette, gold Louis phone, hand it to me

Raised a million champs, this is our civilian's lamp

Furless sweats, stay in jets, kill a billion camps

Pussy niggas get strangled fast

Still I'm cool on the fast, rockin' the grill of glass

Desert boot on, countin' a million cash

This is all I ask for, love is fair war, let's build the masses

Sittin', boat sailin', scenic routes, catch the quotes

Young, armed and dangerous couple posters

I'm like known in a couple coasts

Rae and Ghost, familiar with us? Raisin' ghosts

I'm hearin' how these niggas plottin'

Madame sleepin' on Egyptian cotton

Miles Davis vinyl still spinnin'

I've been to Freaknik, I've been livin'

You see the Bentley and we smokin' in the parking lot

Contract killers so we rarely talk a lot

Guiseppes and my weapon when you see me steppin'

10th grade education with a MAC-11

The definition of a renaissance

Twice a day I change watches, chains and the charms

Tatted on my back, chest and my palms

Then it's me and Diddy, dice games at the Palms

Blew a mil' in cash just to let the bitches watch

Take her down to the lobby, get the bitch a watch

Tinted windows, smokin' with a screw face

Black hoodies on, bullies think it's Wu-Tang

Barry White blarin' in the white Benz

Runnin' like I had a curly perm back then

It's Rozay and I'm 40 up

Pink Belaire in a nigga's cup

Ayo jumpin' out the shower, jewels on, heated up

Fluffy Polo towels in Melbourne, gettin' it

Hands is ashy, cash keep comin', dice hand like Lil Poo

Young god bowlin' with thunder

Bettin' bricks out at the Knicks came with Cubans from Biscayne

Burnin' the Castro cigars with a big flame

Godfather coats and hard bottoms

Everything down to cribs, hoes and gear, we got 'em

It's the lean team, Medellín chains

Shop niggas like fresh fruit, like old grand earth, can of green beans

We'll cut you and you and you, nigga

This is me, Rae and Wraith, box cutters on cruise, nigga