Vito, Pt. 2

[Intro: Don Vito Corleone, Johnny Fontane, and Headband Andy]
Because a man that doesn't spend time with his family can never be a real man. ​
You look terrible, I want you to eat. ​
I want you to rest well, and a month from now, this Hollywood bigshot's gonna give what you want. ​
It's too late, they start shooting in a week. (Yeah)
I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse. (Woah, yeah)
Woo, woah, woah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, let's go! (Yeah)
Headband, Headband (Yeah)
Ooh, yeah

[Chorus]
What's happenin' today? (Talk to 'em)
I'm in the kitchen, we trappin' today (We trappin' today)
Who want static today?
I'm with your shawty, she brackin' today (She brackin' today)
Makin' magic today (What?)
I see an opp and I laugh in his face (Fuck)
Yeah, bust down Patek
She fuck with me 'cause I'm lavish today

[Verse 1]
Dip off in traffic, I'm goin' like 80
I took a Perc' and a Xan', now I'm lazy
Switch up my clothes like my hoes, yeah I'm changing
I light the wrist like my blunt, and I face it
Yeah, run it up
Don't say shit
I just packed a zip (Yeah)
Yeah, Based God with the swag, payin' for a brick
Yeah, I just called my plug, he speak Arabic, yeah
Yeah, when the time has come at night, we still in the mix (We still in the mix)
I just poured me a 4 of that Activis

[Chorus]
What's happenin' today? (Talk to 'em)
I'm in the kitchen, we trappin' today (We trappin' today)
Who want static today?
I'm with your shawty, she brackin' today (She brackin' today)
Makin' magic today (What?)
I see an opp and I laugh in his face (Fuck)
Yeah, bust down Patek
She fuck with me 'cause I'm lavish today

[Verse 2]
Hop out the Cullinan, bitch, I go dumb again
He think he playin', lil' boy, I ain't jokin'
Bitch, you can't fuck with us, I'm with my brotha 'nem
Right 'fore the snap, I'm gon' call 'em in motion
Cuban link bust, my body designer
These Marni, my sneakers, they scribbled all over
Backyard jumpin', the whole block jumpin'
I creep through your city, I take that bitch over
Hold him still, we gon' rip off his chain cause he failed, yeah
Whats the deal? I cannot relate with these pussy boys here, damn
In the field, flash, Margiela run to the heel, yeah
I can't feel, started a riot, it sound like a missile, damn
I'm in Miami with heat, that bitch start a hurricane
Yesterday I'm with the Benz, today is a Urus day
These diamonds they cut through the glass, my shit clear as day
Pulled up to your crib and I sprayed, lil bitch, what's happenin' today?
Yeah