Rounders Lyrics

Flying down spring in a Alfa Romeo

The fettuccine with Alfredo

Sipping faygo

This chain game getting reckless

22 karats on my necklace

Continental breakfastes

Standing on the set and I directed this

This rap shit treacherous

Still I mix the new with the old style

Papi used give me that cold smile

All Gianni coats down

Hit the Neiman Marcus watch me go wild

I just hope I don't die like Versace did

I gotta fill up these bezels that's on my momma kid

It's fuck handshakes and broken promises

I lost a couple thou to the drama biz

Novices they wanna learn from me

Game is be to sold not be told come and earn for me

You dedicated but would you carry this urn for me

I done put trust in a snake and they turned on me

That's the way it go

I done learned my lesson tryna change a hoe

You Play with me and get your chain revoked

Talking bout banking codes

All foreign money boy let's make a toast

You rich forever if you take this oath