Текст песни Rivermonts - Smoke DZA

La Musica De Harry Fraud
Riiiiiiiiight!
Kickin′ kickin' up dust in my Polo boots (x4)
Everything that I do be all about the loot (x3)
Kickin′ kickin' up dust in my Polo boots (x4)
Polo to the jewels,
Rose
Gold the jewels
Still get my hands dirty, gotta keep me some Purell
It's a cold world, but the streets is more cruel
I′m just trying to do well, jet life two L′s
Nine eleven cartel
Came a long way from sliding skeezers, smoking reefer
And the honeycombs
Since then, lost friends off envy and hate
Niggas mad because they sell nicks and I sell weight
Coming clean, niggas still be in the trap
Should leave that garbage alone and come and get you a batch
Stompin' through joints still looking fresh
Zippers in the front, laces in the back
If I die today, remember me like Ralph Lauren
In a denim supplied jacket in bucket looking Harlem
On skully mode, looking rugged, Ronnie Garvin on
Rugby flow, I′m the king, I ain't just talking
Just caught a lick
Blew my profit on a closet, scavenging in the store
I ain′t seen nothing I ain't buy yet
Damn shame, walk through the mans shame get champagne, true story
I got a little power so I don′t pay at the counter
They know when I'm around the store reeking of sour
And just imagine, the pack will get even louder
Don't wonder where I got it, just know that I was slinging