Action Bronson - Growin Up lyrics

[Action Bronson] “DABBLE IN TRUFFLES” Spark a seance, n***as moving packs like crayon Delicate ray on tap while he gently put the spray on Turn to Tommy was the ID when i caught the robbery No more playing lobbies smuggle d** in b**hes bodies Elegance on the mic corruption chaos man of Steel The triple goose that we know, foie gras with every meal A gla** of red gla** of white gla** of pink 6 n***as one b**h and everybody smash and stink Grab her neck, punch her back, nut one in her shoe We all went sushi style hoping we don't catch that flu Storm the point and overturn thats how this ba*tard do Believe in science f** God ill k** the pastor too While eating pasta dude, low level prostitute, for money big guns this motherf**er gots to shoot Marinated for a week, roasted lamb legs Its Queens n***a the herb smoke is a mandate Red roses, brown leathers, and black guns The green money and beige crack attract bums Fiends fighting for that last wibble left on the floor Keeps me dipping in my sock in the back of the store Flying n***as from overseas to do the hit Back on the plane the same day movie sh** Got the word they tried to hit me over petty matters Next scene catch me swinging from the helli ladder Empty your magazines, shotguns, and rocket launchers, hand grenades, handguns, and fire torches Off the boat Albanians the one to trust He had a face, he had hands, It wasn't us Take a twisted ride with me through the eyes of a goon p**y bring your man with you sending 2 to the tomb