Greed - Zamboni Lyrics

This cool as riding on a zamboni
Twenty Eight grams on me
I need hella bands homie
I know shooters, D'antoni
Keep your f*ckin hands off me
I see you and think you phony
I feel like I'm lil Muriel
More cheese less macaroni
This cool as riding on a zamboni
Twenty Eight grams on me
Need A Hunnid bands on me
I still never ran homie
Hope you overstand homie
I'm the f*ckin man homie
Put my hands together, get your clique disband homie
It's a wrap man, I'm back man
I move in silence like I'm Batman, or Chaplin
On top my hustle like a hat man, that's crack man
Can see right thru you like a Cat Scan, that's wack man
How you feeling?
This is my time, not my prime tho
You overstand I'm infinite, that's all time hoe
I never stop I never end, that's my mind tho
I keep it real and really that unlocked my grind hoe
Mother f*cker I'm the
Coolest weather
I do it better
Still hotter than a summer in the bottom of Nevada in a sweater
I see the dichotomy and put it together
We couldn't tie we couldn't tether, your connection is getting severed
Woah
I've been moving I've been mobbin
We gon ride then we gon rocket
We gon take it to the prophet
If you think that you can stop it
You can end like Jimmy Hoffa
I'll be counting up my profit
Posted up in Opa Locka
This cool as riding on a zamboni
Twenty Eight grams on me
I need hella bands homie
I know shooters, D'antoni
Keep your f*ckin hands off me
I see you and think you phony
I feel like I'm lil Muriel
More cheese less macaroni
This cool as riding on a zamboni
Twenty Eight grams on me
Need A Hunnid bands on me
I still never ran homie
Hope you overstand homie
I'm the f*ckin man homie
Put your hands together