Action Silverado

That's right (sniff sniff)
Bam Bam in the mother fucking building
Queens, New York straight up
Drop that shit it's me
I built this shit yeah

Let me begin baby, my name is Bronsoliño
All I see is C notes
Silk shirts at the casino
It's time to take those leather pants off
This ain't no dance off
I know your hands soft
You're on the menu like the lamb broth
This is a grown man's sport and, dog
I leave a motherfucker laid out
On the handball court
I never brag and boast
I'm fire out the dragon's nose
My words pronounced just like a camel toe
And every whip in the garage laced
Keep that thing in the guitar case
Bait the cops into a car chase
Crash the mother fucking Jeep into the venue
You better pray to God it's straight
To Heaven where they send you
Ah, why the fuck would I have a bodyguard
If I look just like
The mother fucking bodyguard
Baby hair curls on my forehead
Leave your whore dead
Hop out that four times
Four door and draw lead
I'm underground and I need more bread
And I need more head from
Some bitches straight from Morehead
State your business cause I'm
Busy tanning naked my joint is shaking while
I'm wearing bracelets
Uh, your words are tasteless
Your taste is basic
My taste in Asics will lead
Your fucking spaceship into Matrix
This place I made is quite spacious
And dog I'm not the one to fucking play with
Hear me?