Smoke DZA - Rivermonts lyrics
[Smoke DZA - Rivermonts lyrics]
Kickin' kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Everything that I do be all about the loot
Kickin' kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Polo to the jewels, rose gold the jewels
Still get my hands dirty
Gotta keep me some Purell it's a cold world
But the streets is more cruel
I'm just trying to do well, jet life two L's
Nine eleven cartel, money's on
Came a long way from sliding skeezers
Smoking reefer and the honeycombs
Since then, lost friends off envy and hate
Niggas mad because they sell nicks
And I sell weight
Coming clean, niggas still be in the trap
Should leave that garbage alone and come
And get you a batch
Stompin' through joints still looking fresh
Zippers in the front, laces in the back
If I die today, remember me like Ralph Lauren
In a denim supplied jacket
In bucket looking Harlem
On skully mode, looking rugged
Ronnie Garvin on rugby flow, I'm the king
I ain't just talking
I'm about it, just caught a lick
Blew my profit on a closet
Scavenging in the store
I ain't seen nothing I ain't buy yet
Damn shame, walk through the
Mans shame get champagne, true story
I got a little power so I
Don't pay at the counter
They know when I'm around the
Store reeking of sour and just imagine
The pack will get even louder
Don't wonder where I got it
Just know that I was slinging i was:
Everything that I do be all about the loot
Kickin' kickin' up dust in my Polo boots
Polo to the jewels, rose gold the jewels
Still get my hands dirty
Gotta keep me some Purell it's a cold world
But the streets is more cruel
I'm just trying to do well, jet life two L's
Nine eleven cartel, money's on
Came a long way from sliding skeezers
Smoking reefer and the honeycombs
Since then, lost friends off envy and hate
Niggas mad because they sell nicks
And I sell weight
Coming clean, niggas still be in the trap
Should leave that garbage alone and come
And get you a batch
Stompin' through joints still looking fresh
Zippers in the front, laces in the back
If I die today, remember me like Ralph Lauren
In a denim supplied jacket
In bucket looking Harlem
On skully mode, looking rugged
Ronnie Garvin on rugby flow, I'm the king
I ain't just talking
I'm about it, just caught a lick
Blew my profit on a closet
Scavenging in the store
I ain't seen nothing I ain't buy yet
Damn shame, walk through the
Mans shame get champagne, true story
I got a little power so I
Don't pay at the counter
They know when I'm around the
Store reeking of sour and just imagine
The pack will get even louder
Don't wonder where I got it
Just know that I was slinging i was: