Rome Streetz, VH$ (USA), SmooVth - El Mercado lyrics

Fuego hey yo
I slide over loops in a smooth fashion
Feasting while you beasting for scraps and
Paper stacking from drug transactions
The blue bills and bands
Be the only satisfaction

Don't need a faction
Keep freaks massaging the meat
While I breath hash in
Latin, Black-skin, an Anglo-Saxon
She blow the kid with passion
Like a and then I'm dashing
All facts I'm at your throat forever
Fuck broke I got coke to measure
Left your nose froze murder what I compose
You fuckers know better
Gold over low sweaters
Rose from where they all reckless
I been dope fiends overdosed off the tester
Golden quotes from the goat
Fuck who got next up get your neck cut
Necktie Colombian funds coming in
Serving jums out the confidant

The dopest shit on the market don
Fiends taste it now he
Shaking like Parkinson's
Bitch I'm getting to it often
Why you starving bum
Keep the world in my palm
The butter and the guns

The dopest shit on the market son
Fiends taste it now he
Shaking like Parkinson's
Bitch I'm getting to it often
Why you starving bum
Keep the world in my palm
The butter and the guns

Eating at the cantina boats at the marina
With a bowl of Farina
Fresh parina for the needles
I'm just a man of the people
The gateway was reefer
Shit you smelled through speakers
I father niggas i'm the teacher
I get pussy with my father's features
Jesus pieces without the preacher
Exotic beaches georgia pizzas
Drug dealing weakness defeat my peoples
Let's get it paint a picture like VHS
Rome and VHS represent finesse
We on the quest for dollars
Street's scholar
Police try'na keep us leashed
We just try'na eat
Numb your face with the fire shit
It took bread to acquire shit keep it real
No liar shit a nigga admire this
Word up

The dopest shit on the market don
Fiends taste it now he
Shaking like Parkinson's
Bitch I'm getting to it often
Why you starving bum
Keep the world in my palm
The butter and the guns

The dopest shit on the market son
Fiends taste it now he
Shaking like Parkinson's
Bitch I'm getting to it often
Why you starving bum
Keep the world in my palm
The butter and the guns

The dopest shit on the market don
Fiends taste it now he
Shaking like Parkinson's
Bitch I'm getting to it often
Why you starving bum
Keep the world in my palm
The butter and the guns

The dopest shit on the market son
Fiends taste it now he
Shaking like Parkinson's
Bitch I'm getting to it often
Why you starving bum
Keep the world in my palm
The butter and the guns