Текст песни Orange Village - Slum Village , Larry June , The Alchemist
Make
sure
them
seats
first
class
Yeah
(Ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy)
Takin
pictures
overseas,
money
hittin'
my
account
Old
school's
tucked
away,
might
be
time
to
bring
'em
out
Bentayga
in
the
cut
with
the
touchscreen
ooh
wow
Might
take
a
drive
to
Monterrey
to
go
and
cool
out
I
got
old
money
for
real
and
some
new
guap
I
had
to
separate
from
a
few,
they
movin'
too
hot
So
much
money
on
my
schedule,
I
ain't
got
time
Out
in
Detroit
eatin'
fruit
with
a
top
model
Coupe,
no
rims,
we
some
gentleman
(Dang)
We
got
many
M's,
don't
belittle
him
Hit
the
steam
room
and
then
I
talk
percentages
Orange
juice
and
a
bagel,
I
got
different
businesses
(Keep
going)
I
did
it
all,
no
assist,
who
went
hard
like
this?
I
want
the
'Rari,
drop
six,
nigga
(Drop
six,
nigga)
I
paid
cash
for
the
(Yeah)
Got
the
deed
for
the
(Yeah)
You
just
thought
I
had
Come
on,
you
know
I'm
smarter
than
that
I
hit
the
booth
and
then
I
slaughter
the
track
You
niggas
gotta
relax
Look,
I
do
this
shit
in
my
sleep
It's
just
normal,
you
can
keep
the
receipts
My
nigga,
what's
happening?
Livin',
workin',
tryin'
for
a
better
day
You
should
roll
with
me,
you
can
be
my
bae
Pull
up
in
that
thing
like
skrrt,
skrrt
Don't
worry
'bout
me,
I'll
make
it
work,
work
You
can
see
it
in
my
eyes,
I
didn't
come
to
play
Yeah,
yeah,
oh,
oh
Woke
up
in
the
morning,
I
was
yawning
Caught
a
bottleneckin'
Wrote
a
record,
hopped
up
in
the
shower
Thank
Allah
for
blessin
Dot
connector,
I
be
manifestin'
Had
to
apply
the
pressure
Sent
for
Tesla,
always
with
the
best
Just
had
to
break
for
breakfast
Slave
through
trife,
game
of
Tetris,
little
effort
Curbside
service
on
bourbon
from
the
higher
crevice
Upper
echelon,
I
done
rose
from
the
lower
don
So
I
focus
on
gettin'
sums,
I'ma
grow
the
funds
Let
me
move
along
Movin'
right
along,
I'm
a
don,
slingin'
verses,
poems
Call
me
Diddy
Combs,
I'm
a
bad
boy
from
the
slums
Slid
to
the
store,
had
a
masseuse,
baby
blonde
I
was
introduced
to
somethin'
exlcuse'
avion
Might
hit
a
lick,
set
in
the
mix,
itchy
palms
Money
comin'
quick,
lighter
the
risk,
heavy
on
Gotta
keep
it
on
me,
sunny
and
stormy,
I'm
Man
at
Arms
Master
of
the
universe,
pen
a
verse,
then
I'm
gone
Livin',
workin',
tryin'
for
a
better
day
You
should
roll
with
me,
you
can
be
my
bae
Pull
up
in
that
thing
like
skrrt,
skrrt
Don't
worry
'bout
me,
I'll
make
it
work,
work
You
can
see
it
in
my
eyes,
I
didn't
come
to
play
Yeah,
yeah,
oh,
oh
Slidin'
through
the
trench
and
shit
Fuck
around,
tossed
a
motherfuckin'
mink
on
You
know
what
I
mean?
It's
a
nice-ass
day,
ayy
And
when
you
the
good
kind,
it
come
back
every
time
Straight
up
Man,
Slum
Village
Ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy,
ayy
I
had
to
get
the
fuck
out
of
Dodge
The
spot
got
hit
The
only
person
I
can
think
of
is
Jorge
He
can
make
all
this
disappear
Bro,
I
can't
believe
this
shit
Fuck
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