New Age Outlaws lyrics

[Intro]
D-D-D-DJ Nick exclusive
Manny, turn me up
Marino Infantry

[Verse 1: A$AP Ant]
Pearls are underwater, you cannot find 'em
My shooter he block for me, just like a lineman
Steve Young, that's what I pay, 49 'em
Shoot out the window, that's how we blind 'em
Birthday cake b*tch, I got witnesses?
Talked to the plug I ran out of minutes
Momma sent for you, gotta do the dishes
Look at my skin damn man I hate these n*ggas
Play at recess, nah I can't play with these n*ggas
Bake em a cake, okay that n*gga
Do em like graffiti, gonna spray that n*gga
These n*ggas is bustas, blame Rah Digga?
Silver surfer b*tch a force
Gun shoot flames, that's a human torch
Tony Montana might pull up in a Porsche
I got alot, but a n*gga need more (DJ Nick)

[Verse 2: Baby 9eno]
Talk to the plug on a pre pay
Got 50 in the ear, got 50 on the freeway
Just got a call, its a delay
The ones in the air gonna land for three days
My young n*gga ready to slide
Don't reach for my chain, you ain't ready to die
Finesse me a n*gga, four pints of the pie
Them fentanyl [?] pills gonna geek gone die
I sold some snow on Fairfax
I'm in her ear like earwax
Hop on the flight, 4 lines, that's a care pack
Big Glock 40 I don't f*ck with the Kel-Tec
[Verse 3: A$AP Ant]
Prada gallery, the apartment mismatch
Car like an orange you know I'ma pimp with that
Just got a pay for a [?] relapse
Ryu, Ken you see how I kick it
Airplane n*ggas talk sh*t I don't hear you
Like a bomb on a drop, like church in the rear view
Diamonds 3D you don't need no binoculars
I put my di*k in a b*tch esophagus

[Verse 4: Baby 9eno]
Land me a plug outside of the W
When yo' di*k in the dirt, that really will humble you
Kick up my feet 'cause I'm livin comfortable
Got this Glock on my waist, get it crackin like lunchables
Marino Infantry
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