[Intro: Yo what up Nigga' I'm in motion right now and shit. Shit's looking better though. Hit you when I touch down my nigga' in a minute.]
[Verse 1: Porter Ray]
Deep space
Bricks of hash
Tell me how the keef taste
SMG Uzi built into the briefcase
High powered pistols
Porsches with armored doors
Cups made of crystal
Clicquot from '94...
Bulletproof windows...
Bulletproof windows
Deep space
Bricks of hash
Tell me how the keef taste
SMG Uzi built into the briefcase
High powered pistols
Porsches with armored doors
Cups made of crystal
Clicquot from '94...
Bulletproof windows
Colors of the coral reef
Underwater condos
Combos of corporate thieves
Pourin' drinks
Convicts conspire thru a conference call
Cash withdrawal
Remember what i promised y'all
Lofts in the mountains
Playin' golf by the fountains
Loungin', bettin' thousands
With lawyers and accountants
Browsin' stocks, yachts
Talk thru my watch
I’m hot
Then get top in an I8 drop
Lemme cool off
[Chorus: Nate Jack & Porter Ray]
These niggas got 2 faces
Fuck 'em
Pocket full'a blue faces
In and out my country
Plastic in my suitcases
Now who trace us?
Bottles at the horse races
The Lord lace us with bracelets
Makin' your whore chase us
These niggas got 2 faces
Fuck 'em
Pocket full'a blue faces
In and out my country
Plastic in my suitcases
Now who trace us?
Bottles at the horse races
The Lord lace us with bracelets
Makin' your whore chase us
[Verse 2: Nate Jack]
Bulletproof windows
Armor piercing extendos
With pretty bitches switching magical
Walking collateral
Slope after slope
Coated silk
Tucked in a Lotus
The kings move castles
Terrains played masterful
Tacit transactions
Toasted with Jane roasted (blow dat)
And pussy beat up on the peel out
Royalty meet balance ???
Trance heavy
Plus your states medicinal weight
Microphone baked
Surfin detergent
With Indica excursions
And bingy odysseys
Hustles monopoly
Polarouraborealis glow
Goddesses titties exposed
Stess reclined back
Top off the yack
Speakers throb
Ooze the Jack
Bioluminescent within the depths of the section
Peace to the circle
Light magnify the connection
Wins keep the cage broken
Fantasies roam free
Mo' tree get tucked and mo' checks get cut
[Chorus: Nate Jack & Porter Ray]
These niggas got 2 faces
Fuck 'em
Pocket full'a blue faces
In and out my country
Plastic in my suitcases
Now who trace us?
Bottles at the horse races
The Lord lace us with bracelets
Makin' your whore chase us
These niggas got 2 faces
Fuck 'em
Pocket full'a blue faces
In and out my country
Plastic in my suitcases
Now who trace us?
Bottles at the horse races
The Lord lace us with bracelets
Makin' your whore chase us
[Verse 3: Nate Jack]
Focus more realities
Dreams with yearly salaries
[Porter Ray]
These bullets at high velocity
Prophecy of a casualty
[Nate Jack]
Clips deposits artistry
Courtesy of your majesty
Whippin' cream with scepters
That product we pumpin' casually
[Porter Ray]
Desert Eagle on my designated driver
Cannons within the phantom
I'm meeting with my advisors
Light fires
Sunlight sings
The wine dances
Coloring my canvas
Finessing my finances
[Nate Jack]
Defense lacking cohesion
Broken and shaky stances
[Porter Ray]
Label advances
Link with my brodys
We taking chances
[Nate Jack]
All calculated movements
Mastermind with the truest
[Porter Ray]
Frozen water be flickerin'
Flawless from off a blue wrist
Scuba dive
I heard Cuba's live
Waves hit me
Stay with me
No ceilings
Sunrays hit me in my pavilion
Pina coladas, couple Brazilians
My bezel brilliant
Bathe in a bottle
Embezzle billions
Now my team up (straight up)