Marc Jay & Yung Simi - Dossier

Make it rain
Like perrier
Rock them cartiers
Real slime
Snort six lines
Screaming fuck the jakes
Whipping ye
Blow wedding cake
Check the dossier
Fuck these bitches
I don't fuck with snakes
All I know is pain
All we know is pay me
All we know is snatching chains
Making money like all the time
I can see why all y'all hating
Just bought a brand new glock
It love counting paper
We was Sleeping in the trap
Got money to be made

Slugger flow
Tell em to free gunna
And free thugger hoe
Bad bitch
Wanna fuck wit me
Gotta fuck my brotha hoe
The Feds watching
But I can't stop right now
I gotta make some more
Raking money off the floor
Shoot this glock just like a pro
We can stand toe to toe
We can go blow for blow
Pound for pound
Round for round
Light this bitch til I burn it down
I was saving this perc for later
Fuck it think imma pop it now
They already know it was me
Bring shooters in from out of town

All you hear is fa fa
Godamn I love that sound
Make em do the cha cha
Slide to the left and hit the ground
Come alive at nighttime
Slide thru your block with the window down
When you see this gen five
Dance til he dance til he

Make it rain
Like perrier
Rock them cartiers
Real slime
Snort six lines
Screaming fuck the jakes
Whipping ye
Blow wedding cake
Check the dossier
Fuck these bitches
I don't fuck with snakes
All I know is pain
All we know is pay me
All we know is snatching chains
Making money like all the time
I can see why all y'all hating
Just bought a brand new glock
It love counting paper
We was Sleeping in the trap
Got money to be made

Big body crawler
Sauce spilling out the saucer
Spaceship floating bove the ground
Now who playing lava
Mango nectar has my marijuana hitting stronger
With Rama Chandra nicknamed his choppa El Chuppacabra
Me & Simi, Mel & Danny Glover
Lethal weapons
New ren the four horsemen
Eyes with Xs, leave you headless
Equifax my street cred
Make em see we well connected
Been on his J O B all week, bout hit em with a severance

All you hear is fah fah
God damn I love that sound
Make em do the cha cha
Slide to the left & Charlie Brown
Come alive at the night time
Can smell the smoke, my window down
When they see these dual nines
Dance till he, dance till he

Make it rain
Like perrier
Rock them cartiers
Real slime
Snort six lines
Screaming fuck the jakes
Whipping ye
Blow wedding cake
Check the dossier
Fuck these bitches
I don't fuck with snakes
All I know is pain
All we know is pay me
All we know is snatching chains
Making money like all the time
I can see why all y'all hating
Just bought a brand new glock
It love counting paper
We was Sleeping in the trap
Got money to be made

Written by:
Marcus Helm Jr, Tyler Pendleton

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