Sinatra Royale - Sweptail Suite

Take deep breath blow out the weed stressed
Sesh and Hashish, capeesh I reach deep depths
Dressed in the finest of fleece it's like he Heff
Bobby Fisher in flesh, fresh I speak chess
Stack checks, the rest, rest in deep debt
Vicky se-cret set she dressed for cheap sex
Lou vutton trunk chest where we keep Tec
Text Juan the address and keep the keys wet
I keep Respect they attest that he next
I'm in the lead and not even inside the league yet
Came out the Telly like Nas and Belly a C-sec
Harlem shake on your set like I'm G-dep
She perplexed, flex in vintage lex
Proof in pudding, Doc Gooding we the Mets
Met Gala fresh, Margella with the crest
Never losing footing push the pedal to the thresh, Im the best
Jewish lawyer say it's kosher
No socks, Kingsnake Gucci loafers
I get her number then turn around and ghost her
Then count a mill, and say grace like Topher
Im the most bruh, Locostra Nostra
Slovakian model that doubles as the chauffeur
Pop a bottle raise a glass and toast up
From Virginia but I ain't getting no love
No malice, pushed Tees, and sold drugs
Still a product of what dope does the coke rush
So plush 2020 focus
Overcharging niggas what they did to cold crush
OGs told us gotta get you dough up
Blue flace Benjies got a pocket full of grovers
Rolling with the rollers Tailored suits sewed up
Sped up when they slowed up then double parked the rover, Im gone

Written by:
Troy Durio

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