Trellion - V-Day Ma**acre 2 lyrics

[Trellion] I'll pull a city with my crew It's like V-Day Ma**acre 2 I'll pull a city with my crew It's like V-Day Ma**acre 2 I'll pull a city with my crew It's like V-Day Ma**acre 2 Dumb Corleone I'm ill, son [Verse 1: Trellion] I blew cheese On some blue cheese How much you got left? Still tons Blood money, Red Leicester Big dick, I'm the reason that your ex left ya That's why I got ya Two bill lobster, PP mobster Certified G sh** I don't dance a lot I take my place around the table like Lancelot Running sh** Top doggy played the lighthouse High tide mic fights Dive by night in the twilight Dwell with the elder ones Help has come d**h to the weak But there's seldom none Left to defeat Someone told you you was ill but you was ill-advised Someone told you you was ill but not as ill as I b**h, you should count your blessings that you're still alive I'm swinging from the vines on some silverback gorilla vibe [Verse 2: Sniff] Sniff You just clock me at like ten-to-three Stuck in limbo, broke in through the open window Took the bling home, plus the rest of it I want it all, plus more, give me extra sh** Nothing next to this, man I'm begging it My advice would be do what Heath Ledger did Word to Trelly and we meddlin' a level up And I got seven s*uts begging me to get the nut Fresh to f**, suddenly everything you never was Get the quarts, letting off pepper shots High speed police chase Parker P. hideout Lighthouse decoy, deploy the top, boy Cuz we the illest around, so f** your big chat Sniff's back, click clack My crew the sh**: fact, f*ggot [Chorus] Alpo city with my crew It's like V-Day Ma**acre 2 Alpo city with my crew It's like V-Day Ma**acre 2 Alpo city with my crew It's like V-Day Ma**acre 2 [Verse 3: Trellion] Sunday stakeout, in the steakhouse I never tip the waitress on my way out No Mr. Pink Reservoir doggybag the missing link Heart in a bag sh** Dart to the lab quick Spark up my last spliff Try to deal with the madness, I know the score Son, it ain't just money that can open doors I used a sawn-off shotgun to open yours f** a subtle safepicker, I'm unorthodox Clumsy with it, turn my walky-talky on Rum-runner, bootlegging hard liquor Dank [?] twister, wife of your half-sister I'll pull your card quicker than a Vegas vet Place your bets, no limit in the maisonette Valley-side capo I'll pull a city with my crew It's like V-Day Ma**acre 2 I'll pull a city with my crew It's like V-Day Ma**acre 2 I'll pull a city with my crew It's like V-Day Ma**acre 2 Yeah, we bad