Skeng, Corleone, Snap Capone - Coca-Cola

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Four-door Porsche, Panamera, slick-talker
No Pr-ada's, Balenciaga’s
Paid in Full, Mekhi Phifer (ok, ok!)
Stepping outta the Range, bitches in love with the fame (skrrr)
All I wanted was a kilo amigo I’m getting paid (getting paid)
Never cross a boss, diamonds shinning all in my watch (Snap Capone)
I call the shots, only hollows up in my Glock (bu, bu, bu, boo!)
Pussy nigga talking greaze, take your best shots
Caviar for lunch, tryna finesse every month
Talking guns and butter, heavy artillery like the military
I’m in love with the white girl, but I’m into beef
Talkin' twenty three, if you need a key (twenty three!)
Fuck it, might get the rrari on flippin' lease (458)
Niggas hate and lie, when their hating don’t work
5-Star Jesus, why have I got stars on my shirt (Snap Capone!)
My bitches my baddest, just packaging work (ok, ok!)
Expensive fabric, nigga get what you deserve (woah!)