pablo. Lyrics

G class that's the entourage I roll with

Black suit and designer what we roll with

Two chops to the face yeah he folded

Dope money what world gets controlled with

Bitch I feel like I'm Pablo from medellin

I got money growing on trees but I'm blowing trees

Feel like a locksmith bitch I got a lot of keys

Make him leave his fucking body he on ketamine

Yo I got blicks in this shit

Cruising in a phantom i got sticks in this bitch

Pull up to the club make him raise his fucking pitch

Trust me homie you gon need more than one stitch

Like roll with me change yo life like a beat switch

Your life savings I just spend that on my wrist

Never know my next move just like a plot twist

If I ever get nicked get the case dismissed

Like bro I get my money sent in envelopes

White coat white wagon I'm the fucking pope

Trynna smoke with me that's a slippery slope

Turn you into powder not talking about dope

Bitch I got shooters in every country around the globe

I can get your life stolen while I'm in a robe

A little phone call you gon lose your soul

Get all that shit done for a bankroll

G class that's the entourage I roll with

Black suit and designer what we roll with

Two chops to the face yeah he folded

Dope money what world gets controlled with

Bitch I feel like I'm Pablo from medellin

I got money growing on trees but I'm blowing trees

Feel like a locksmith bitch I got a lot of keys

Make him leave his fucking body like he on ketamine