Action Bronson, Starvin B - Double Impact lyrics

As we smoke in a Beamer
The angel eye lights in the lenses
The 44 caliber killer
 rappers are defenseless
I'm hearing voices in my mind
They keep repeating
'87 style, get the money like I'm
Bizarre rap,  call me Comandante Sarjak
Origami a cigar into a small black

You see me in the street
I'm rocking short set, roll in quartet
I play the doorstep
Rambo inside the Gore-tex
Moon covered by the half a cloud
Make a bastard wild
Chasing numbers more than
A bit loose allow the mind to circulate
I'll merk a Jake cause we were
Brought up by the Purple Tape
Burn a blank cause I'm queezy feeling gated
Delegate of rough raps heavily celebrated
You see the mane on my face it spell struggle
Jail juggle
Catch a case watch the bail double
Eleven drugs mixed, Tallahassee bun tricks
Now we stunt kicks, lemon on the lungfish
Artisan bread, half-moon parts in our head
Fila the shoe, deadly like a fart in the bed
Galore, sour in a plastic bag
Classic swag, lay a coward in a casket bad