Silvio

[Verse 1]
Yo I sip the drink in the afternoon by the pool
Cali smooth but still I'm in a callous mood
Shorty askin me, what's with all the attitude?
I reply I'm just doin what I have to do
Roll with Jamaicans, eat Italian food
Crazy in the booth
You know son belong in a padded room
Got shows, booked half in June
Beretta sing, you can catch the tune
Blow the fuckin whistle
Then I bounce in the 5-series
Smoke that loud pack
Your kush man like a library
He got that time out
I got that shut your mouth
I got these dirty Timbs
I'm yellin "fuck your couch!"
Feds know about me, you can ask the chief
Call me Silvio, I might fix your girl's jagged teeth
Breathe deep, that kush got me half asleep
Mix it with the grabba lead
Yo my dude pass the tree

[Verse 2]
You know my dude Giallo always cookin up them beat breaks
I like to eat tapes, mix it with the cheesesteaks
People askin son "why the CD late?"
My dude come home in September
That's the release date
Rare breed, something that you don't find a lot
2 a.m. we cause a ruckus in the China spot
Speakin French, vintage French styles by Lacoste
Bucket hit the lotto, overdosed in a pile of rocks
Took my old ladies to the food court
Heard she seen sonsarelli hoppin out the blue Porsche
Can't remember what we used to argue for
If you didn't know so much you woulda knew more
There's no tellin what a person will do
Yo that track was hella wack I think it's cursed and it's true
If you think that shit on purpose it's true
It's cause this round table's pre seated
Only reserved for a few