Текст песни Ripleys (feat. Lord D'Andre $mith) - MM

Big gorilla
Diamonds gone dance, Michael Jackson. Thriller
I need them racks. Split it in the middle
Fucking with me could be beneficial
Run up on me, you can get an issue
Just like a magazine subscription
That lil boy soft as a piece of tissue
Believe it or not. Ripley's
Jumping off the top rope just like a wrestler
Fuck on your bitch, I'm impressing her
She tryna jack-it, no Letterman
Take off your clothes before I let you in
2020 vision, I only see Jacksons
Whole lotta dead presidents
They thought that I had a settlement
I got a lot, but I'm still never settling
I know that I can't correct myself, so I write my wrongs in a song
Big black fur on my back got me looking like I'm muh fucking King Kong
This drip not light. This drip not easy. Niggas want to be my clone
I know that you dig it. I know that you smell it. I ain't talking bout cologne
Wi-Fi. Bitch I'm connected
I thank God for all of my blessings
He comes through when I least expect it
I wish my Grandma leave a message
I wish my Daddy leave a message
And my Granddaddy in heaven
My other Grandad up there too
Sometimes I don't know what to do
This shit for us. Not me, nor you. I can't be selfish
I'm on the green like muh fucking relish
I'm 'tryna keep my bezel embellished
On God, Kids look up to me like a god
That's no cap, that's no facade
I spent a grip on some slippers that don't even got grip
Gotta watch how I step, so a nigga don't slip
I'm 'tryna take me a trip out to London to spend me some money on designer fashion
These niggas be flaggin. I really be having this shit. I ain't bragging. I'm just living lavish
Big gorilla
Diamonds gone dance, Michael Jackson. Thriller
I need them racks. Split it in the middle
Fucking with me could be beneficial
Run up on me, you can get an issue
Just like a magazine subscription
That lil boy soft as a piece of tissue
Believe it or not. Ripley's
Jumping off the top rope just like a wrestler
Fuck on your bitch, I'm impressing her
She tryna jack-it, no Letterman
Take off your clothes before I let you in
2020 vision, I only see Jacksons
Whole lotta dead presidents
They thought that I had a settlement
I got a lot, but I'm still never settling