Wallabee's be the apparel
"Life's a Bitch" but God forbid, the bitch divorce me
Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss
See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black
Movin' cars, your top papi Senor Escobar
Yo, my mind is seein' through your design like blind fury
We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy
Yo, sit back, relax, catchin' contacts, sip your cognac
Yo my people from Medina they will see you
We got to flee to Panama but wait it's half and half
And push cakes inside the casket at Just Wake
Catch 'em and break, undress 'em, tie 'em with tape, no escape
Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do
Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multimillions
Niggaz comin' sideways, thinkin' stuff is sweet man
They just don't understand, you know I mean?
That nigga Paulie gotta die too soft
Was mad dripper, he had a fuckin' villa in Manilla
The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi
That nigga's dead on, a key heroin, they found his head on
My red beam, made a dread scream and sprayed a Fed team
Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me
Raw though, an ounce mixed wit leak that's pure though
It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique
You know what I mean?
I keep a phat jewel, sippin' Cristies
My man Smoke, know how to expand coke and Mr. Coffee
My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is
When you re up on your heater all your cream go between us
In the black Camaro
I shine jewelry sippin' on crushed grapes, we lust papes
We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringin' through
Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight
Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar
Sittin' on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh
Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke
And now the projects, is talkin' that somebody gotta die shit
The couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out
It's sickenin', he just finished biddin' upstate
Corleone be turnin' niggaz to fiends
Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega and Escobar
With mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it
We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown
In the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle
Aristocrats, politickin' daily with diplomats
Wicked niggaz man
Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge
My whole team we shittin' hard like Czar
He money bags got Moet, Sean Don
And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat
Yukons and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy
I'll be flooded with ice so, hellfire can't scorch me
Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown
I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin
In fact, touch mines and I'll react like a Rottweiler
Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me
The Corleone, Fettucini Capone
On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke
I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks
We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream
Armani sweaters Carolina Hebrera
Flippin' the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar
Niggaz don't understand the four devils
Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty
Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three
Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak
Lust, envy, hate, jealousy
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip
Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another KI
Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan
What? Time to take Affirmative Action son
Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip
So let's see, if we flip this other key
Cuban cigars meetin' Foxy at Demars
Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow
Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies
Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint
