TITO SANTANA

Lyrics for TITO SANTANA

(Griselda) Ayo, yo My plug wearin' Dolce & Gabbana (yo, yo) My plug look like Tito Santana (yo, yo) A hundred on the arms, we was God's last Nigga came a dollar short, got his two cans knocked off (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) I had to reset, lowify the tee neck (ah) My whole team vicious, we live by codes of respect Moral of the story, yo, you dying if you fuck with us (doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo) Work so good, we doubled up, Purple label button-up Desert Eagle to his gut, "Where the fuck my money?" (Where the fuck my money at?) Drive-bys at Cherry Homes, we used the closet bummy (doo-doo-doo-doo) Virgil bags look like Riddler Skipped in some Louis clogs, think I was in Denmark, I can't remember Pray to the highest (ah), I'm the flyest (ah) Free all my niggas, I was on the pound with the lifers (free Sly) So righteous, some knifers My name in the Bible, Superfly God, I been the nicest All base or fishscale, I'm indecisive (uh) Check, the golden child with loads of style (uh-huh) You niggas still local, workin' in the Whole Foods aisle Stockin' shelves, I'm in Rome eatin' pasta shells All these Rome imposters ain't hot, they pockets popped as hell (you niggas washed) Doin' bad 'cause all the shit that they drop is stale Run up a bag 'til my comrades is out the jail It's ironic how these bars gave me freedom To do all the shit I want, the cameras flash when they seein' me (uh-huh) Think I'm a star, naw, bitch, I'm the galaxy The gavel meetin' china, dog, for sure, this all mastery (uh-huh) Ten thousand hours plus Probably spent the same amount of time baggin' up, makin' slaps, gettin' bucks Lookin' over my shoulders for rollers tryna put me in cuffs Locked in the county gettin' buff, now we up Canadian tux, hoppin' out the G-Wag' truck My PNCs the P's, don't get your cheek clapped up, nigga (bah, bah) Welcome to Raw is- Superfly God Using your guide And your intuition All you have to do is listen to God To God To God God