Yeah, you know
My man Frankie
My man Frankie said the best revenge
Is massive success
Ice cold
Keep it Coolie Baby all that I know
Got my skin tougher than a rhino's
Man the fuck up whatchu cry fo (woo)
Always in the clouds but I fly low
Meaning I ain't tryna be the hype bro
Y'all too busy managing the micro
And if you fuckin wit the family it's die slow (boom boom)
I was sinnin with the Cs in Ohio (yeah)
Now I'm winnin like a pharaoh out in Cairo
I'm kinda like Mike Air in Chicago
At the line shootin shots wit my eyes closed (swish!)
I delete and then rewrite it like a typo
Moonwalkin on a nigga like I'm Michael
All you do is put em down homie why Joe
Well it's really quite simple "el Diablo."
I'm in a 3 piece suit but I'm iced tho (yeah)
Man y'all gotta give it up for the maestro
Fuck around and pop a wheelie on a bike ho
Would you do it all again? You Fuckin right ho
Gotta line em all up wit a blindfold
Word to Ces killer city nigga my bros (yeah)
Finna walk up in the buildin get the mic bro
And all I'm really sayin is you really shouldn't like bro
But what the fuck do I know? (ah!)
Say he blow big tree
That ain't that loud my boy
Say he do big things
That ain't my crowd my boy
Say he gon be king (whaaa)
I don't see no crown my boy
This a reign cloud my boy
You should be proud my boy! (let's go!)
Say he blow big tree
That ain't that loud my boy
Say he do big things
That ain't my crowd my boy
Say he gon be king (whaaa)
I don't see no crown my boy
This a reign cloud my boy
You should be proud my boy! (let's go)
Wait for it (wait for it)
Told you you don't want it with the swank lord (swank lord)
Told you don't want it with the bank boy (aw hell nah)
Got a lot of sons givin thanks boy (ah!)
Really ain't a reason you could hate for (hate for)
Ridin waves nigga surfin on a wakeboard
Try to tell me I should hurry up and wait more
Nah I'm good on alla that ima take more (let's go)
Still'll beat a nigga ass wit a skateboard
Diggs told me that we Jumpin out in front of it
I be rolling with the motherfuckin covenant
Havin dinner with the motherfuckin government
I know they don't really like it but I'm lovin it (ooo!)
I was tryna live a dream now I'm touchin it
Triumph victory that's word to baby brother's shit
The trouble is that I discovered and uncovered it... bitch!
Swank Sinatra doin millys on the streamin shit (yas)
It's gon get a little chilly y'ont believe in this (yas)
Somethin like a black Italian I be schemin it
And I gotta give a shoutout to the team n shit (Strange!)
Generale Coolione I'm regime'n it
Maturation at its finest is the theme of it
Prolly gotchu questioning ya self esteem in this
See we are too extreme wit this I sowed a seam in it
Extreme beings we supreme wit it bitch!
Say he blow big tree
That ain't that loud my boy
Say he do big things
That ain't my crowd my boy
Say he gon be king (whaaa)
I don't see no crown my boy
This a reign cloud my boy
You should be proud my boy! (let's go!)
Say he blow big tree
That ain't that loud my boy
Say he do big things
That ain't my crowd my boy
Say he gon be king (whaaa)
I don't see no crown my boy
This a reign cloud my boy
You should be proud my boy! (let's go)
That ain't that loud my boy
That ain't my crowd my boy
I don't see no crown my boy
This a reign cloud my boy
You should be proud my boy!