Giallo Point - Silvio lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo I sip the drink in the afternoon by the pool Cali smooth but still I'm in a callous mood Shorty askin me, what's with all the attitude? I reply I'm just doin what I have to do Roll with Jamaicans, eat Italian food Crazy in the booth You know son belong in a padded room Got shows, booked half in June Beretta sing, you can catch the tune Blow the f**in whistle Then I bounce in the 5-series Smoke that loud pack Your kush man like a library He got that time out I got that shut your mouth I got these dirty Timbs I'm yellin "f** your couch!" Feds know about me, you can ask the chief Call me Silvio, I might fix your girl's jagged teeth Breathe deep, that kush got me half asleep Mix it with the grabba lead Yo my dude pa** the tree [Verse 2] You know my dude Giallo always cookin up them beat breaks I like to eat tapes, mix it with the cheesesteaks People askin son "why the CD late?" My dude come home in September That's the release date Rare breed, something that you don't find a lot 2 a.m. we cause a ruckus in the China spot Speakin French, vintage French styles by Lacoste Bucket hit the lotto, overdosed in a pile of rocks Took my old ladies to the food court Heard she seen sonsarelli hoppin out the blue Porsche Can't remember what we used to argue for If you didn't know so much you woulda knew more There's no tellin what a person will do Yo that track was hella wack I think it's cursed and it's true If you think that sh** on purpose it's true It's cause this round table's pre seated Only reserved for a few