Amadu Diablo - Action Bronson

Yeah

So give me that reason

I told you I loved you already, bitch, what the fuck?

Yeah

Shawl neck on the drunk lawyer

Coke shits in the toilet

Turkey sandwich in aluminium foil

The game been fixed

I don’t play that shit

I aim that shit

If she looking at another mother fucker than you leave that bitch

I don’t play that shit

Hear me

Left hand is steering

In a Amadu Diablo

Shit I got the urge to get a earring

Image in the rearview mirror like Timothy Leary

Don’t even come near me

I keep it thug with a gun near me

Your boy been eating on the run clearly

Clear the run-way

720's on a one way

So much drugs, what would a nun say?

And its Sunday

Shit, I don’t really give a fuck

All I really want to do is see my people up

Up to no good again

She threw the condom told me put it in

I did, fuck

I nutted in like three strokes

Shit, now that’s no way to rep the East Coast

Every day I’m walking with my head up

Don’t let up ‘cause it’s a set-up

Like Albanian marriage go from Haiti to Paris

The bath was 90 degrees

Tapping Heinies with ease (shit,)

Bitch please I’m the bee’s knees

Shooting Deca-Durabolin three CC’s

Peep the landscape

You can catch me in the trees like the shit for the pancakes