Текст песни Casino - Mak11

Walk out with my winnings like I′m leaving the casino
On God, I feel like singing when I'm seeing me some C-notes
On the block, better bring it have a reload
On the clock, I need my green like I be Cee-Low
I won′t stop, my team we need more

Got some competition, I won't ever let up
Saucing dawg I'm dripping, squad they never get stuck
Opps be always tripping, cause I guess they met us
Thought that they was winning, but we get ′em fed up
Some pot up in my system, I′m addicted to bud
Wockhardt I done sipped but I ain't slipping in mud
A glock what I′ll be gripping, I ain't giving a fuck
Can′t get locked up in no prison, middle finger the judge
Blocking out your image, make a mess I'll embarrass ya
I ain′t gawking over gimmicks, made a check from America
I'm a boss and I don't blend in, I was blessed with some character
Call the squad when we get trending, take a jet out to Paris yeah

Walk out with my winnings like I′m leaving the casino
On God I feel like singing when I′m seeing me some C-notes
On the block, better bring it have a reload
On the clock, I need my green like I be Cee-Low
I won't stop, my team we need more