Illuminati ft. Peso Peso Lyrics

Ice moutain on my neck, shoes D&G

Money boy shit

Like

Ice mountain on my neck, shoes D&G

He thought he saw a missile flying at him, it's the 223

Niggas can't control me in the booth, a demon entity

I just made it 30 off that road, didn't have to bend no street

We lead the show, a bunch of groupie hoes, we out the double tree

Pulling up in the Bentley truck, y'all can't fuck with me

They didn't let the killers in the door, we had to bogart

Spread thin, diving in that pussy like a coast guard

I got blood money, put it in the safe, fuck a go-yard

Supercharged on an SRT, sound like a go-kart

I'ma fuck this nigga main, bitch, and make her pussy fart

Dope with LAR, or the 7 series , cause it's push or start

Bro be getting active with that iron like he Tony Stark

She think a nigga scam, likely she say punch or cart

I got a riff from Cal Deans, we gon' dump it if we see the narcs

I'm in the game, I give it to my seat, feel like I rose a purse

Ice smile on my neck, shoes D&G

He thought he saw a missile flying at him, it's the 223

Niggas can't control me in the booth, a demon entity

I just made it 30 off that road, ain't have to bend no street

We leave the show, a bunch of groupie hoes, we at the Doubletree

Pulling up in a Bentley truck, y'all can't fuck with me

They didn't let the killers in the door, we had to bogart

Spread thin, diving in that pussy like a coast guard

I'm in a Galleria with F&M, finna get a roll up

Let him rob you, he ain't even have a gun, these niggas so soft

I'm in a Lamborghini, picking up that money, then I stroll up

Walking in the crib, nigga, then I take my Louis Vuitton coat off

These niggas beefing on the net, but I got ticks and they hot off

Don't count cheese, have emotion on the peas, niggas drive up

That nigga reaching for these chains, ain't no question you'll get shot down

I'm sliding on 59, matte black bed with the top down

I'm a hellcat truck, nigga, get away

I can load a nigga truck or I can send it to the state

I'm out of peas, niggas say, you know I'm flying to the bay

My brother itching for a body, I'll stick him with a cane

I'm out of peas, niggas say, you know I'm flying to the bay