La Casa

[Intro: Micheal D Vinci]
You don't even gotta ask
Alright bet
Woooooooo

[Verse 1: Micheal D Vinci]
I’m in rare form
I can't carry y'all like I ain’t the man in this bitch
My shine sparkle like perrigon, I'm clear as water, no fears
I touch shit like Omarion, I ain't Chris Stokes in this bitch
My armor good, headspace crazy, that's life, best it's gon' get
I count blessings, no trips
I count lessons, my count crazy, they talk daily, you a snake
Baby you barely eating, no chips
Done seen bad, done seen sad, been assed out with no help
My smile good, my aura good, you don't even gotta ask Yelp
I stand out like welts, we stayed down like Welch
We changed the game like Steph, yeah for real
I changed the game like Steph
I ball hard like Marbury but I changed the game like Steph

[Verse 2: Chris P House]
Look, yo, look
Lost in the trenches
I done turned to a dog with a heart full of vengeance
Sad part is I'm in this dark phase like all of my thought been tinted
Gotta move with intentions
Gotta move like it’s you in a room full of bitches
Ain’t no room for no misses
Late night, I just might have a head full of inches
Real talk, I been living different
Separating got me elevating
Hella faded I be penetrating, she say its amazing
It ain't no debating, I’m in rare form like I'm airborne
I be high as ever like designer leather
Sleezy told me keep my shit together
Say my heart been beating through the thinest sweaters
Ain't no feeling better when you getting cheddar
Feta, mozzarella or whatever you call it
Ima go get it my nigga, regardless
Bold in my steps ain't no moving with caution
But I’m cautious of those around me, my thoughts are pounding
My soul is drowning all in sin & I pray to God that we all can win
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[Verse 3: Brian Brown]
Yeah, backpack beat, Jansport smell like lemon squeeze
What's all in that bag? let's see, prolly all the shit you need
Keep Russian Creams by the pack, swear the Soviet Union back
Vladimir Putin inside the wood, that shit stupid
Come get a whiff of this funky
Got yo bitch all up on me, aroma got her hormones jumping
Tryna hit then show me something girl
Work it like a 9 to 5, throw that ass around the clock
You acting like your rent due, if I pay it don't be shy
Silky smooth, ain't my fault who she chose, that's yo loss
Hoes get exciting whenever we come out Diana Ross
Supreme Team, cream de la cream but like you never seen
Coming live from 617, get it by any means
Joe Green dreams
Still need to see some curtains in my backseat
So 12 can't lean and swine me in traffic
The balling so immaculate & this sound like I'm practicing
But I was game day ready, dreaming bout this way back when
Fuck wimmie, yeah