Cafe Mixed w the Anti (Walahh) lyrics

[Intro: Elcamino]
Haha, yo, yo, yo, yo, hm, hm, uh, yo, yo

[Verse 1: Elcamino]
It's deeper than life, ain't happen overnight, stereotypes
I represent for cats who wasn't livin' right
I done spent many nights, watchin' fiends get high
Smokin' weed, gettin' drunk, watchin' my dreams pass by
The dope won't sell long as we on the block
Son slid through, we shot off his head, and made it hot (Pah, pah, boom, boom, boom)
And I sped off last week, just counted up 100 of that bread loaf
And just went and iced out my wrist so I'm dead wrong
All VVS's but the Maybach two-tone (Skrr)
These n*ggas think they hot, these pus*y n*ggas stay lukewarm, uh
I'm 'bout to f*ck the n*gga b*tch with my tool on
Better not walk up in my crib wit' yo' shoes on, uh
Put on my slow jams, I'm gettin' my groove on
40 on me, still I'll let you pick up your tombstone, uh (Hahaha)
The Henny told me who to move on (Who to move on)
In the crib gettin' money off two phones, uh, yo
I'm quarantinin' with my jewels on
On a God level, I feel like I can't even do wrong

[Verse 2: Billie Essco]
Ay, jewels on, look
I feel like I can't even do wrong
Look, I was a young visionary, I had Cartier dreams
I had Cartier frames since 2013
First I lost 'em and I found 'em then I lost 'em again
Then I broke them sh*ts twice and never got them sh*ts fixed
I'm 'bout to cop another pen, put some ice on the rim
All black buffies, roll down the Benz window, it's gettin' stuffy
Too much smoke in the air, too much money
Too much fire, G, too much YG playin' when
Blood get to playin', my n*ggas get to wildin'
And when I'm pickin' up the checks, I get to smilin'
Where I take my b*tch next, she gon' get excited
Loungin' in the Eaves chair, she gon' get to ridin'
Clappin' like thunder and I'm 'bout to spark this lightnin'
First round get this sh*t punchin' like Tyson
Waitin' for a knockout, lookin' for opportunity to pop out
Go for the attack and take the hop out (Woo)