Eggz lyrics

[Intro]
Yo

[Verse]
Yo, what goes around comes around, that's why I got the car in cherry red
The illest sh*t I seen in my life was in the Feds
Juun.J joggers, gauge down the f*cking leg
Whippin' yola, lookin' like I'm cookin' f*ckin' eggs
Half my n*ggas doin' life, my other n*ggas dead
Rockin' vintage Icebergs with the Snoopy head
Bobby Fischer in the Fisker, you know the richer
Muzzle on the baby Tec, you can hear the bullets whisper
My pockets got more Sharks than the Shine State
New York mind state, check the Buffalo crime rate
Gas up on the hip in case you n*ggas trip
I run up on your whip and do some old Gangland sh*t
On the real, n*ggas know the deal
Karl Lagerfeld bucket on Sugar Hill
n*ggas gettin' money, everybody worth a mil
Wipe my ass with a new hundred dollar bill, for real

[Interlude: Sample scratches]
"Yo—"
"half my n*ggas doin' life, my other n*ggas dead"
"you can hear the bullets whisper"
"—what goes around comes around"
"Check the Buffalo crime rate"
[Outro: Sample]
"Sayin' n*gga rich, n*gga rich
Dang, ain't that a b*tch? Yeah, it's a b*tch
Ya rich rich n*gga, uh huh
Remember the name"