Cherry Red Beemer

(1st Verse)

I tapped in and done a week in the studio
With nothing but trees and Don Julio
My passport looking like Ronaldinhos
Outside the store pouring remy in my cheerios
I'm Van Gogh with the brushstroke
Im on road with my face covered up like M Honcho
I pop the cork let the Bollinger pour
Wilin' on tour
Peace to Buckwild on the boards
I write the bar just to sharpen the sword
I went from poor to my cherie amor in Givenchy couture
You know the score I’m showing off like a first date
I been wrapping white from way back in the day like 3rd bass

(2nd Verse)

Bush doctor
I'm breaking down a tree likе a woodchopper
Im running up a big bill in footlocker
Torch bearеr the paul bearer
Porsche carrera
Pour the barbera VVS gems glimmer
Flipped a big bit and went and bought a chinchilla
Zim zimma who got the key for a good price
I can tell by the smell what It cook like
I roll a spliff let my chick drive
I push the fork thru the rib eye
Big bits of flake like a fish pie
Rick stein pebbles in the kinder surprise
Its all gone in the blink of an eye