Brett Epps & Seigfried - Italian Marble

All black suit with Italian marble stretched out wall to wall
All my jewelry golden, ancient gods on pedestals
This that random shit that I be dreaming bout at night
I refuse to give my family just a mediocre life
His and hers G Wagon we stay matching with the whips
My daughter takin' naps and drooling on that Gucci fit
This that random shit that I be dreaming bout at night
I refuse to give my family just a mediocre life
Maybach, way back, wheels hit fortunes call me Sajak
Dollars they stack, pay that fuck that this just pay back
Mmm
Choosing fits in PJ’s while I’m on the PJ
All My G’s up in the lambo U can call us Green Bay
Grind till I get that advance
Balmain all up on my pants
Diamonds on my neck they dance
Get my shit right on demand
We got the shine, run the respect
Game on the line, never get benched
Wasting no time, never digress
How we designed, get to the check
All black suit with Italian marble stretched out wall to wall
All my jewelry golden, ancient gods on pedestals
This that random shit that I be dreaming bout at night
I refuse to give my family just a mediocre life
His and hers G Wagon we stay matching with the whips
My daughter takin' naps and drooling on that Gucci fit
This that random shit that I be dreaming bout at night
I refuse to give my family just a mediocre life
Pour that bourbon
Pour that bourbon up
Please don’t spill that on my Persian rug
Now we toastin' with some crystal glasses
While we burning up these Cuban ashes
Grew up Jersey east coast
Me and my amigos
Wherever I go, we go
Fly the family to Sanremo
I got the touch and I know
Started this over a decade ago
Lost track of time but never the goal
Dreaming is cool but not how you grow
All black suit with Italian marble stretched out wall to wall
All my jewelry golden, ancient gods on pedestals
This that random shit that I be dreaming bout at night
I refuse to give my family just a mediocre life
His and hers G Wagon we stay matching with the whips
My daughter takin' naps and drooling on that Gucci fit
This that random shit that I be dreaming bout at night
I refuse to give my family just a mediocre life

Written by:
Brett Epps, Cody Epps

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