[Verse 1: Action Bronson]

'94 Roosevelt copped the green card

'99 up in the Macy's we the steam squad

Me libere, weed inside a cigere

Action Bronson, Bronsoliño, tigere

Taco truck wrap hotter than Serranos

You know the motto, dawg, siempre gano

Mi hermano, got the jugo in the bottle

En el camino, burning rubber, hit the throttle

Life in the fast lane, licensed to flash change

Hyphen the last name, twice when the cash came

Currently I'm moving forward from some past pain

Spit the shit that have us hopping out of glass range

Watch when people get some money how their class change

Cop a crib right by the lake for twenty [?]

Carve initials in the grass, Edward Scissorhands the bushes

Lean on Tempur-Pedic, smoking seven different kushes

[Interlude]

Pussy, pussy, pussy

We have black pussy

We have smelly pussy

We have yellow pussy

[Verse 2: Shaz Illyork]

We back by old timers

And young up-and-comers

Plot in the winter then we storming all up in summer

Fuck the dime piece, I want a deuce or better

I mean the smoke dimes fine when they give a header

Gimme a nine or eight, with a cute face

Appreciate it, shoot game, and roll blue eights

I'm on the J train, BK hop off at Myrtle

I'm on one puff away from Dante's Inferno

But I don't want to burn, unless it's crystalized

Put one high, smoke the pain away, the morning time

Only a [?], snapback vintage

[?] image on the sweater screen-printed

Same tripping, molly got me seeing visions

Lifestyle like [?]

Never slip into your holy superstitions

[?] wise, if I pull it guarantee I'm a fucking killer