[Intro: Vincent Pastore, James Gandolfini & Steven Van Zandt]

Take a seat, Puss

Why are you making me do this, you fat, fucking, miserable piece of shit?

When did they flip you? Tell me, don't lie

They had me, Tony, I was going away for pushing H

How long?

Thirty to life, I had no choice

How long? How much do they know?

Nothing, this information so I could live

I would do nothing, Tony, nothing to put you in harm's way, all of y'as

[Verse: Pitfall]

MIA for a year, I guess I'm late

Push the Pur Sport just like I'm Tate, can barely keep it straight

Bloody hands, bloody face, that's my favorite trait

Talk 'bout some band-for-band, but we all know how much he make

Piece of cake

Had to kill my best bro, found out that he a snake

It was too much goin' on, I had to take a break

Two twenty milligrams, now I'm awake

I'm countin' cash like it's Stake

This riot bomber like I'm Drake

I'm the best, there's no mistake

This a triple digit bill, I'm fuckin baked, chewin' on expensive steak

And he can't post no pics in his clothes 'cause they fuckin' fake

Ain't' no T1 like what I make, one eye open like I'm Snake

[Outro: Vincent Pastore & James Gandolfini]

That's how they got tipped off about the Bevilaqua hit, huh? 'Cause you did nothing?

On my mother's eyes, that wasn't me, little things, pickyoon shit

Be specific

That's it

Fucking noise