FARD MUHAMMAD IN A FERRARI

[Intro: al.divino]
(Yo, light that up, light that up right there)
Ayo

[Verse 1: al.divino]
The nasty 9 in the dresser, apply pressure
Papaya neck with designer textures and fly gestures (Woop!)
Diamonds cold, fingerin' Vanessa in the lobby drunk (Ah)
Brolic blunts, party stops when the shotty dump (Bow!)
Dior denouement, ported imported pure venom
Peruvian porcelain, solid gold Porsche emblem (Skrrt!)
Line you up like barbers, fiends tryna barter
Nine a quarter, Cartiers, boxcutter face carver
Buildin' like Benny Banneker, kush from Canada (Smoke!)
Humiliate amateurs, snappin' like Canon cameras; canvasas
Handles like Shankar, van car (Aha)
Future mogul mannerisms, kid, I can't stand frauds (At all)
Feel like Fard Muhammad in a Ferrari though, adios
Audio dope
Ferragamo wolfs, Gotti glow
Models doin' camasutra cardios (Aha)
Shooters on go
The Ruger got a long nose (Blow! Blow! Blow! Blow!)

[Interlude: Estee Nack]
Yeah, nigga, fuck around, son (Woah)
Word is bond (Ayo), yeah

[Verse 2: Estee Nack]
Make the most (Word)
Gone off the molly, your moves are mediocre (Ain't nice)
We the ultra, my weed is kosha, the cipher free your vultures (Brru)
Read the post, I'm droppin' somethin' to feed the culture (Feed it, yah)
My queen is loca, play with the cleanest coca; dreams of Sosa
Buddah implantation, except for the peso (Ching)
I'm all 'bout the weight, it's strenghten the payroll (Aha)
Shorty bad and bougie, but she give me sex if I say so (Woah)
Jose Canseco, come with the juice to flex with the Draco (Brrt!)
I don't give a F if she faceful of loyal
Got enforces that'll split your face for the oil
It's bigger issues (Money)
I look at this money then grab a fistful (Ah)
Rifle rip your tissue, the chances that you niggas who live has dissed me (Bow!)
I got a good grip on the pistol, lick a crystal
Your baby mother'll get through (Hah!)
Yeah, nigga, I dissed you