Smoke DZA, DJ Will Gates - Illest Nigga in Nebraska lyrics

RFC smoke…DzA
Lo key nigga had the P’s out in PA ball out
It ain’t a game no EA blow cake
Everyday is my b day
Uhhave them million dollar convos
Chanel bracelets on my mom glow
Holla at blanco… sea dweller of the presie
That’s a lemon to a lime tho
The sour got my mind blown
Plus the shit that I’m on
Bout to suffocate you ‘cabrons
Thou shall not fuck wit Rugby Thompson
Feel a couple shots form the Thompson UHH
I been a don since my humble beginnings
Don‘t give a fuck about you niggas opinions
Travel the world and I made it a livin
Kush God i got the world as my minons UHH

Got a bad bitch just to transport things
IPhone till she had android dreams
I’m everywhere you just can’t ‘void me
You niggas been getting jook’d
Since Jansport strings
I been sleek since the key
Had gold chains when I was hoppin trains
Had the plug way before I even chief’d
Call me Sunny Bono i just run into the tree
Pack lamb move that
Gotta do that giant like Eli
Breeze thru like who dat true dat
PC got me iced up
Rare foams that you can’t find in flight club
I’m poppin now the price up
If u can’t see I’m that nigga
Then ya sight suck
Kill these niggas blindfolded
Money got my mind on it
Big checks sign on it