[Verse 1: Pusha T] They think that they know, something 'bout my life Not in the same class, not on the same flight Maybe the same club, just not the same lights Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night You just took her phone number I just took her home with a- 'Nother bitch, ménage Boomerang, Strange' Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la renta(y) Your hijo - pequeño, my nachos - bel grande Stay sippin' that André Spent 3 stacks - that's André That Balmain, that Phillip Lim They say I'm dressing like Kanye I'm everything that my rhymes say: Breadwinner, brand owner Play Cloths, millionaire Trendsetter, landowner Hope your bitch don't land on him Drink in his hand with the sand on him You small time - you Hyundai's Y'all couch niggas - we stand on em Dope money with a band on it Half gold, we got a hand on it D-boys still ball the same Just gotta little bit of glam on it YAH!
[Verse 9: Raekwon] Stop by, tryna see a nigga All I buy is these trees, king 100 ki's in them streets, nigga Mask me up in grease Sneaker game is lethal N.Y., them eagles Fly through, get high too Fly as hell, might as well Hire you the live group Come through with that live crew Birds chirpin', cop that Birkin Boo, yo, I supplied you Liable to be in Beirut, no Beirut, this debut Slick, little niggas get gun pounding Keep moving, who saved you? Play who? Not me Me and Bronson, not we Two real niggas sitting in the East Coast Ice is on, heat close Fuck around and kill one of y'all clown ass niggas, word up Take your two, take your hat Take a nap, put your ass ton the ground, little niggas We pound niggas and drown niggas and Hemmied up, that brown, niggas All my niggas get stemi'd up Hennessy, Louie V Me and you, me and her We as one and she is done Battle rap me three to one Freedom after, kingdom come