Marino Infantry, K$upreme, A$AP ANT - Randy Moss lyrics

[Marino Infantry, K$upreme, A$AP ANT - Randy Moss lyrics]

Like Queen Latifah, I set it off
When the pack touchdown, I'ma get if off
(Get if off)
Ice on my neck feel like Jack Frost (Ice)
I'ma bounce right back if I take a loss
(For real)
I feel like Pluto, got too much sauce (Sauce)
When I press on the gas
You gon' hear the exhaust
I'm self made, turn myself to a boss
(My boss)
My bitch from the D like Diana Ross (Phew)
Still catching passes like Randy Moss
Wrist water like a bottle of Voss
Bust down grill in my mouth, gotta floss
My diamonds shining like my bitch lip gloss
Stick on me on like I'm playing lacrosse

I'm bout to play golf, I put on Lacoste
My bitch from Queens, I think I'm Nas
I catch the pack like Randy Moss
He bluffin', niggas see the floss
Bathing apеs, I whip the Lambo
On my gun the skin is camo
Wherе the funnel, roll the Bambu
Motivation, talking panels
I shot him in his Jesus sandals
His momma had to light the candle
Stomped him out on Figeuora
I'm smokin on that Chiglato
I'm on a yacht with K$upreme
The diamonds taste like ice when I'm
Bout to pour it over lean

Like Queen Latifah, I set it off
When the pack touchdown, I'ma get if off
(Get if off)
Ice on my neck feel like Jack Frost (Ice)
I'ma bounce right back if I take a loss
(For real)
I feel like Pluto, got too much sauce (Sauce)
When I press on the gas
You gon' hear the exhaust
I'm self made, turn myself to a boss
(My boss)
My bitch from the D like Diana Ross (Phew)
Still catching passes like Randy Moss
Wrist water like a bottle of Voss
Bust down grill in my mouth, gotta floss
My diamonds shining like my bitch lip gloss
Stick on me on like I'm playing lacrosse

Bust the rollie, change the faces
She give me head, don't give no datin'
Old school car, my rims are dated
Benihanas strip filletin'
In the field, is where you ain't
Obama pullup presidential
Hop on beat, I change the tempo
I bust a knot right on her dimple
My pockets bumped, like I got pimples
I got Cali, I got Killa
Gettin money shit is simple
Atlanta, I'm wit' Dirty Falcons

Like Queen Latifah, I set it off
When the pack touchdown, I'ma get if off
(Get if off)
Ice on my neck feel like Jack Frost (Ice)
I'ma bounce right back if I take a loss
(For real)
I feel like Pluto, got too much sauce (Sauce)
When I press on the gas
You gon' hear the exhaust
I'm self made, turn myself to a boss
(My boss)
My bitch from the D like Diana Ross (Phew)
Still catching passes like Randy Moss
Wrist water like a bottle of Voss
Bust down grill in my mouth, gotta floss
My diamonds shining like my bitch lip gloss
Stick on me on like I'm playing lacrosse

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