The Italian Job - Russ

Yeah motherfucker

(laugh)

Yeah

Making classic everyday bitch

Yeah

Yeah same shit, sipping ciroc making classic

Do what the fuck I want

Fuck the low life

Yeah bitch

Yeah yeah bitch

Yeah knock knock

Hello world it’s the motherfucking genius

Stop

Watch me so I plot like a seamstress, clocks

Hanging on my wall of achievements, stocks

Lighting up like a blunt, I’ma chief this

Dream with a team its complete game over

Diamond

We can make the Heat play colder

Shining

I’mma get a sweet Range Rover

Give it to my sister proceed to take over

Yeah

Every beat that I make is classic

Every leap of faith is a practice

Feet set waiting for for the world to pass it

Out in LA blowin jays off this rap shit

Knew that I can have it

Soon as I can find it

Jets out to NY feelin like a Giant

Young and so defiant with a purpose

I’m about to jump in a fire and I’m shirtless

Better call the nurses

Half away to t… ones

With a little accent, hips like handguns

Grips like phantoms

Huggin on the street

Me im hugging curves making hits in a sheets ha

Lips so sweet but the world so sour

So I’m dippin out for the money and the power

Lips so sweet but the world so sour

So I’m dippin out for the money and the power

Yeah