From Russia with Love (feat. Salazar El Tabaquero)

[Verse 1: Shottie]

Is it live and let die
Or is it you only live twice?
I spit that Ian Fleming that shut off your living daylights
But rapping is an odd job
My moms want me to be a doctor, no
I used to get a shakin' at the Stir
But hold the vodka though
If you ain't got at least two bodies
You're not a proper double 0
I be poppin' bottles at Monaco
Ducking a villain with a monocle
Like [?] we gotta go

[Verse 2: Salazar El Tabaquero]

Like the Quantum of Solace, better polish
Never die cause I'm [?]
I slip in sipping gin with some tonic
Spit facts, fairy tales abolished
Smoking gas so the sickness is chronic
No TNT but you still get demolished

[Verse 3: Salazar El Tabaquero]

Parachuting like it's Skyfall
Agent like I'm doublе 0
Those that take me light, dawg
About to watch mе fucking blow
Creeping through some light fog
Night vision goggles on
About to zip a line
Through the jungle
Once these rivals gone
Flossing, better yet I'm bossing
Got the light eyes like Sean
But I'm smoother like Dalton

[Verse 4: Shottie]

Okay, I'm in an Aston Martin
Foot on the floor
Trying to push in the door
Had the foot in velour, chasing pussy galore
My homie's pushing that pure
It look like q in the lab
Tomorrow never gone die, so why is you in the past?
Yo Felix, shoot his ass...

[Verse 5: Shottie]

We smoking that Cubby Broccoli
Ducking them [?] operatives
Some for your eyes only vibes
Bitch dress provocative
We rented out that Golden Eye
Cause we don't do no hotels
I'm stroking so much white pussy
Bitches thought I'm Blofeld
The world is not enough
I want everything beneath the surface
Until her majesty is giving me secret service
She's a perv...

[Verse 6: Salazar El Tabaquero]

This will never fail
Glide through the sky while I parasail
Tell the tale, niggas frail
Rhyming from a garbage pail
This won't be televised
Bucking killing pesticides
Another mission done
Cause you know tomorrow never dies
This story weighs a ton
These rappers one and done
You die simply staring
At the man with the golden gun