PIMLICO TALK Lyrics

Yeah, we in Baltimore with it, Pimlico, Park Heights Ave, if you know, you know

Regular shit

Heated seats in, my old school, I ride different ,pouring shots of Don, I ride ignant

A nigga at his best and I'm all about six digits, now go figure

Betting out Pimlico, I feel like Vito. The godfather to Don, dada the Suit Prada

I dropped a couple bands on that too with no problem, uh

Thoroughbreds in my squad, dog, we Brodeo. Here I go giving my Juliet's to you Romeos

You can wifem up, you know, take the bitch to the Poconos

Thinking you the man cause you bought the hoe some designer clothes

Sucka at his best, you just simple as the rest

She just fucked you one time, got you giving up a check, damn

I'm in Barbados eating steak and potatoes

Salad with light Caesar, sprinkling some tomatoes, yeah

I like my choice in wine, fine with a bitter taste

I keep a 5'9", little dime with a pretty face

Only on my Bae Day, let's pour a few shots of Rosé getting faded

Ready to hit the room, make the movie like Ray Jay, yeah

She can take a dick, I heard you like smoking the gas

Here's that unleaded shit, so for the right price

I can fly you out to paradise and sit in warm weather

With a cup full of Henny white, show you how a gangster do

Food eating lobster soup, underneath cabanas getting treated with exotic fruit

Yeah

Yo, I just came up with another 25K, betting on this race, my nigga

Yo, Bmore, Pimlico Park Heights Ave

Pull up

I'm about to drop at least 3,500 on the next race

Easy

Yeah, big Dutch

Just regular type shit

Let's go

Unh

A couple sprays of that Baccarat, got the room looking

Compliment the chef for that medium well filet cooking

I'm in a nice place, hurry with that ace case and keep that shit coming

Got a band on this horse race

I'm living mafios, chains are Versace gold

Diamonds in the watch, got him sick, about to catch a cold

The lucks lefty, I shoot righty, that's not a flex

I'm ambidex when it comes to money and cashing and checks

Don't push me, cause I'm close to the level of spazzing out

I got a niche for the finer things that you rap about

I keep a bubble, but with a pretty face that be tapping out

Flying first class with a glass, sipping on Perrier

In a Pair of Ye's with a blunt, burning on Mary J

Medication for meditation

Now burn up for your boy when you get to that destination

I'm sipping on that dark and that white, there's no segregation

Now pour up for your boy, we gon' call this a celebration

I only speak money, hope you talking in dollar signs

I've been getting paper, you can check out my bottom line

I been up on my grind since 09

When Jay dropped that album with three lines

The blueprint, focus the bul

Now my pockets are full and my niggas are straight

Hold up, part in the flow, let me bet on this race

Regular

Hey, how you doing

Do me a favor

Put 2K on speed bias for me

Alright

Alright, all in line

They're off

It's a Pimplico special

They've broken a very even line here as Speed Bias goes out to the front

with company from Haystone Field on the outside

These two to vibe for early command and Kutcher is right behind them on the rail

Break of another 2-0-0 professor, 4th by 3, then Clapton, Rattlin' Rose, 2nd last

Armando R. is the trailer

The leader is Speed Bias