Ay bitch, I’m back in here to show you I’m the nigga All in the VIP, them bitches know you as the nigga From the corner sellin’ dope and buyin’ Swishers Every night I pray to God for my intentions Lord, uh, lights and cameras, uh I came so hard, I pay the price for cameras, uh I flew my newest for a night Atlantis And told my oldest bitch her flight was cancelled, one night examples
Fuck this nigga If I ever see him, yeah I’ma seduce him And right when he leasts expects it Take his wallet and dip
It’s the village, you can go and call the police Ridin’ dirty in the car with no lease Skinny nigga but my pockets obese Same nigga used to rob Sobey’s And lately I need me a bill again I need to get back to the old and original, I need to get real again Or back in Toronto where niggas’ll kill you for who you be chillin’ wit’ And work from the shootas, the shorty you screwin’ You not really wit’ the shits, we don’t really feel this shit When Grandma kicked me out the crib, I was only a baby Said fuck it, I hustled and went and bought me a Mercedes I whipped it, I whipped it when I would see her in the hallway And when she didn’t see me, I parked that bitch right in the driveway It’s priceless
I used to take the 401 to TO Honda Civic rollin’ dimes and scopin’ PO (Bro, we did that) Taxin’ season, tryna find a link on T4s To talk to Argie, you gon’ need a check with 3 O’s, lord Life commitments, I need a shawty every night to witness Jamaican models bring ya ice and Guinness And workin’ pussy, that’s my type of fitness I’m talkin’ money like I’m Donald Trump
You can’t see them? Put the money in the duffle, yeah Yeah That gangsta shit
Let them niggas know them yoppas on the reload Gots to grind when your stock is worth a kilo Smokin’ Swishers, motion pictures, Tarantino Ballin’ hard, it’s Argie Fargo, fuckin’ veno Hey, hey fuck it, we comin’ for all of ’em I’m all in the Parliament Don’t pay for no oregano We’re smokin’ on flawless It’s dope in my closet I got the scope on deposits I be so fresh and so clean Bitch, you see soap in my toilets My teacher Miss Thomas told me I would never be nothin’ I looked her ass dead in the face and said I’m gon’ be somethin’ She told me that in a few years I’d be catchin’ the bussing Now I’m catchin’ the car service, guess who the driver? Her husband It’s priceless