56k - Hot Sugar, Heems

American Heems, the American Dream

Tryna get rich off American schemes

Horatio Alger you square like Trafalgar

Genovese, Pergament, Conway, Caldor

Horatio Sanz you ain’t shit sans your mans

Shit a brick, lock hands with the fam

See it then I call it, I’m an alcoholic

But shut up before I crush you with my wallet

I’m about money and earning like Bernie Madoff

To a fault while you work ethic mad off

Plus you mad soft, crab soft shell’s off

If I was 26 in the nineties I’d be well off

Internet money, you’ve got mail

That caviar a garnish that caviar stale

My G-mail real, that G-mail feel

I’m a G, I’m a male, feel so ill

Got a wiki page, I swear I ain’t write it

Hindu red dot rap lyric 'bout sniping

I don’t be writing, I just be typin'

I be pipin' aight man?

Yo, getcha head bust, Red puss

I ain’t violent I be wildin' I be reckless

Indians jersey and an Om on my necklace

The freshest, you stale as asbestos

I’m Ernie Anastos I murder you bastards

I’m Mister G I’m a G I’m in Aspen

New York dirtbag Himanshu and alley man

Rallyin' them like the muthafuckin' Taliban

Nick Cage, I’m a family man

Your family can’t hang with my family, man

Your family ran, my family stands

Fuck your family, fuck my family too fam

Eatin' goat meat, eatin' gizzard

Where was you in the 96 blizzard?

You ain’t from New York man quit your bitchin'

Quit regressing you old you look foolish

Need to eat something fam, you look ghoulish

I’m the coolest, one foot out the blanket

Nanny 9−1-1 white people start spankin'

Your kids they be actin' all cunty

White kids be like «It's a free country!»

Get you hands off me, please don’t touch me

Put your guts in the trash like a Dutchie

Head bust, red puss

I ain’t violent I be wildin' I be reckless