Grandiose lyrics

[Verse 1: RU$H]
Rocking Margiela with the odd dealers
Doing business in the city with the tall buildings
We move like Roc-A-Fella, why the hard feelings?
No limits, my lowest level just equals your ceilings
Madison Ave at Philippe Chow's, eating cuisines now
Beijing style was me, ow
And I keep the scope on the piece so when I'm old I still hit you in the throat when I'm senile
Drinking D'Ussé on a speedboat
NiCE is talking to Tha God Fahim on speakerphone
Somewhere out the sea where you can see the coast
Cigars lit with a ki of coke, it's RU$H
Uh, let the stylers hand me Supreme
I was tailor fitted, right in the Alexander McQueen
Eating shrimp salad with scallops, salmon skin with cheese
Just me and a bad b*tch running 'round like Adam and Eve, whoa
n*gga got stabbed at the dice game over light change
I pulled off in a white Range
Didn't even wait for the light to change, we in a frightening game
Yes, I spit lightning, man
Who would've thought you'd see RU$H and NiCE with fame
In Columbia, caught a flight from Spain
Uh, in a black tux moving berry 'caine out in [?]
Wearing heavy chains, [?] over everything

[Verse 2: Jay NiCE]
New customised Supreme SB collab
I bath in a jacket, green and black, Jesus raft, very rare
Been trill, eating cona tea to match
I don't just drip, I leave a splash, wavy, see the tags?
Ocean city beach, I had the freaks and seekers gasped
Brought a n*gga drink, stand close, I guess they keeping tabs
Follow a plan's every move, my aura leads the path
I bag one that look like young Kimora Lee, she bad
Speeding past the silver surfer Porchse, was metallic
Gold emblem clearly shows the horse as it gallops
Bought a house, steak's on my fork with a scallop
The maitre d' and poured the sauce with the shallots
Boss sh*t, I'm valid, getting lost in my palace
My dogs' shipping packs across from Boston to Dallas
Floss big medallions, got a long list of talents
Kick back and twist caps, this the wrong kid to challenge
I'm selling charm for a price like I'm Will in Hitch
I give a n*gga great advice then I steal his b*tch
Took her to 760 just to chill and sit
I wake to make the ceiling lift then I kill this sh*t
I'm a first class playa, word to Priest and Goldy
The new super fly Mack, you a weaker Jody
So tighten up baby boy, thinking them streets is rosy
I'm lowkey out of the reach of police, esketit
[Verse 3: Tha God Fahim]
Chop the top off the BM-dub
n*ggas be sending slugs, it ain't no love, that's how the needle rub
n*ggas be needing grub by any means to get proper
We really where the money at, you just a sh*t-talker
Lifestyles of the fly and rich
b*tches be getting wet just peeping my kicks, this is a real as it gets
Me, NiCE and RU$H gon' run prices up
Hammers on tucks for the evil not liking us
f*ck it, I just take it as it come
I give a couple options, are you finished, are you done?
This that Birdman boss sh*t, gotta a fetish to floss
sh*t, a n*gga steady dripping, I'm not tryna freeze the faucet