ABUNDANCE lyrics

[Intro: Estee Nack]
Woah!
Yeah (Yeah!), oh!
Ayo, son

[Verse 1: Estee Nack]
n*ggas show fake love (I ain't believin’!)
They never give a f*ck if we was aight (For real!)
f*ck the politics, I break n*ggas, read 'em they rights (Woah!)
You ain't got a leg to stand on, let the fans on (Brr!)
I’m lookin' for a stripper I could land on (Woah)
I wanna tag along (Aha!), homie, you had it wrong (For real!)
Nackie Chan, that's where I belong
Hammer just like a atombomb (Boom!)
Homie, take a couple steps back (Yeah)
'Bout to drop the next bag, lettin' the bread stack (Ad-lib)
Bundles of the best crack (Woah)
My n*ggas said "Omasi" (No!)
Tеrry gloss (Yeah!)
Pistons in the palettе through the head of a Nazi, wild posse
sh*t is too critical for stupid n*ggas to copy (Stupid!)
Coca kamikaze, Columbian corridor coffe (Woah!)
Copter run, now I'm saucin' (Sauce!)
My b*tches bossin', when we fight the feelin’ if it’s a loss, but f*ck it (f*ck it)
Might get all this money, and I ain't buckus (Yeah!)
Why the ruckus, son, do you think I’m the n*gga that you used to try your luck with (Know I mean?)
Example of a society, just currupted (Damn)
Drivin' slow in the cut (Woah!)
It's mathematics, acompte us, abundance
[Bridge: al.divino]
(Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot!), ayo-yo (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot), ayo

[Verse 2: al.divino]
Put things in proper perspective
Pop in the vest, knock a western, get shot like tennis (Boaw-boaw, boaw-boaw-boaw, boaw!)
Shots back and fourth like tennis, you timid (Bing, bing, bing, bing-bing)
Patty hockeys, the ten percent of the pure get a test kit (Woo!)
Whip the X6 like a bucket, lost sweater with the crest on it
Stretch yola (Yeah), I made a Pocket Rocket
Reap the wallet on metabolics , models skin-tone: mocha (Ay!)
Plenty options
Remy long, blend the coca in the cut like a painter with colors
We came from nothin', now we doin’ numbers (Boo-boo-boo-boo!)
None did them f*cks who used to get infront it
Now b*tches suck me in a SIA700 (Woo!)
Cover detail
Product, we sell, double the retail price (Facts!)
Need a garabage pale for the white on the scale
Ya type get the red on sight (Bing-bing, bing, bing!)
It's light work
Neither one of us got a gun, let's see who get knifed first
Poltergeist in the tri-color polo goose stripes, sleeves with the iceberg (Cartoon!)
My life like a blurrin' sorround sh*t (Yeah!)
Dimes with twelve hunnid dollar outfits on
Can't leave my di*k all on the loud lid (Boaw!)
Money power quick, perico powder drip
Do you foul, culture power click like a money counter, what I've seen
I could pop up kinda sh*t, you counterfeit (Yo!)