Retch - 850 Music lyrics

[Intro: Retchy P] Hopped out of the f**ing S550 into the 850 Admire my transition, b**h [Hook: RetcH x2] In search of answers, the stone is missing, stakes is rising No silver lining on the horizon, the sun is blinding Cap of the mountain, it was covered in snow Ain't smoked the weed cause he was toting the dro, f** that [Verse 1: Retchy P] Down in the foyer, paranoia is what I suffer off the marijuana I'm looking like I'm fresh up out the sauna Jumped in the wave pool, '11 Jordans they was grey cool The bay stool is where I ate food Unbelievable is what I turn into achievable The elevator need a key to move Her name was Sandra, had two kids, two baby fathers I bang her p**y on the desk, caress the breast Effervescent when I step out of the villa stunting The leather jacket dog bu*ter like a English muffin Dissembled the guard, breached the fort, now I'm at large Crashed the speed boat my uncle was pissed Guzzled a fifth, toss the bottle, knock out a fish Had her mouth to my dick and the wheel slipped out of my hand Pardon me fam, don't brag, but I'm living sumptuous The arm candy so voluptuous, it's Porter [Verse 2: Action Bronson] I swear to god I look Egyptian in the Jeep With a three year conviction in the seat Courtside, Pistons vs the Heat My hair slicked back like I'm Pat Riley I'm like the Howard drumline with the black Tommy Plastic money from down under bu*ternut squash ravioli, sage brown bu*ter Big Body make the pounds stutter Two inches off the ground hovering a beamer Like Bobby Browns mother Come and f** with your man, dog Serve dimes the size of hand balls, rocking sandles Then hit Scandals, throw a Benz in the air Then walk out, do donuts in front the who*ehouse All I want is raw mouth, please don't stain up the lord's couch The Grand Marnier pours out Don't make me have to bring the sword out