RiFF RAFF - Pork Sliders Freestyle lyrics

[RiFF RAFF - Pork Sliders Freestyle lyrics]

Yo, they put the top up today
I don't feel like talking

Top up, cause I don't feel like talking much
Slept on so much they thought
I was a mattress
White Allen Ivy, mutherfuck a practice
Rock so much ice, I'm a hat trick
Candy cranberry on the cutlass
Ties black magic
I beg your pardon in an Aston Martin
Candycorned to Neiman Marcus
Before I park it, I spark one nah
I just passed your pardon
Matter fact I just crashed my Aston Martin
So I don't have to park it
You beefing on a Wednesday i'm a vegetarian
Eating pork sliders on a Sunday
My Muslim homies roll the windows down
So they don't have to smell the aroma
Peep my persona i paid for the gas


Shit, I paid for the Jag
Autographed the paper tag
You can have it back
A Uber car, I'm a superstar
I got cocaine on my door jam
Cocaine on my door jam
I just served eight grams in a traffic jam
I'm the chosen one i roll a blunt and push 4
Ounce of smoke into my lungs
'Sace lungs, I'll point it out
Smoke pouring out my mouth i'm a fire dragon
Robbing, jeans sagging i'm Bin Laden
I been had 'em i been did that
I drive two cars, and both Cadillacs
My feet on the roof

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