Good morning, Doctor
Three helicopters circlin' the sky like condors
All around the jungle, searchin' for the crime boss
It's like a scene from Cyborg
X-cape or Hayabusa, vroom, vroom, hear the lion roar
A blinding lighter smoke is what you see when I'm ridin' off
Headin' towards the mountains, just let the sun guide me
Keep a big bag of guns by me, drugs by me
My Colombian thug mami
Three helicopters circlin' the sky like condors
All around the jungle, searchin' for the crime boss
It's like a scene from Cyborg
X-cape or Hayabusa, vroom, vroom, hear the lion roar
A blinding lighter smoke is what you see when I'm ridin' off
Headin' towards the mountains, just let the sun guide me
Keep a big bag of guns by me, drugs by me
My Colombian thug mami
I'm out here takin' temperatures the old way (uh, uh)
White sweatpants, one leg up at the pro day (motherf*cker)
Sure, I felt it the second round but check it now (it's me)
It's Baklava 7000 (It's me)
I'll choke the f*cking shit out of you with your old medallion (uh)
I don't even like to display violence (nope), inside the six suede salmon (uh)
Baklava the great stallion (uh), grilled meats over the fire
With the scallions (uh-huh), Albanians, Italians (Both of us)
Simultaneously wildin' on any land we touch (uh)
Need hammer pants to hide the hammer (big hand shits)
Never touch motherf*ckin' ham (nope), banana clips we clutch (uh)
Big guns that come with instructions (can't f*ckin' read this shit)
Blood all on the constructions at the function (uh)
Take the motherf*cking 7 Train to Junction (yeah)
And get shit jumpin' (jump)
Uh (end it together)
Three helicopters (uh) circlin' the sky like condors
All around the jungle, searchin' for the crime boss
It's like a scene from Apocalypse Now (uh)
Rocket launcher knock the chopper down (uh)
It's yellow hairs on the cockatoo crown (uh), distinct features (uh-huh)
Grilled hand-caught stingray on the beach (uh-huh), you need it (need it)
Enjoy fruit from the Garden of Eden (Eden)
And sit courtside for the Knicks at the Garden every evenin'
(Every motherf*ckin' evenin')
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Good morning, Doctor
Three helicopters circlin' the sky like condors
All around the jungle, searchin' for the crime boss
It's like a scene from Cyborg
X-cape or Hayabusa, vroom, vroom, hear the lion roar
A blinding lighter smoke is what you see when I'm ridin' off
Headin' towards the mountains, just let the sun guide me
Keep a big bag of guns by me, drugs by me
My Colombian thug mami
Three helicopters circlin' the sky like condors
All around the jungle, searchin' for the crime boss
It's like a scene from Cyborg
X-cape or Hayabusa, vroom, vroom, hear the lion roar
A blinding lighter smoke is what you see when I'm ridin' off
Headin' towards the mountains, just let the sun guide me
Keep a big bag of guns by me, drugs by me
My Colombian thug mami
I'm out here takin' temperatures the old way (uh, uh)
White sweatpants, one leg up at the pro day (motherf*cker)
Sure, I felt it the second round but check it now (it's me)
It's Baklava 7000 (It's me)
I'll choke the f*cking shit out of you with your old medallion (uh)
I don't even like to display violence (nope), inside the six suede salmon (uh)
Baklava the great stallion (uh), grilled meats over the fire
With the scallions (uh-huh), Albanians, Italians (Both of us)
Simultaneously wildin' on any land we touch (uh)
Need hammer pants to hide the hammer (big hand shits)
Never touch motherf*ckin' ham (nope), banana clips we clutch (uh)
Big guns that come with instructions (can't f*ckin' read this shit)
Blood all on the constructions at the function (uh)
Take the motherf*cking 7 Train to Junction (yeah)
And get shit jumpin' (jump)
Uh (end it together)
Three helicopters (uh) circlin' the sky like condors
All around the jungle, searchin' for the crime boss
It's like a scene from Apocalypse Now (uh)
Rocket launcher knock the chopper down (uh)
It's yellow hairs on the cockatoo crown (uh), distinct features (uh-huh)
Grilled hand-caught stingray on the beach (uh-huh), you need it (need it)
Enjoy fruit from the Garden of Eden (Eden)
And sit courtside for the Knicks at the Garden every evenin'
(Every motherf*ckin' evenin')
Three helicopters circlin' the sky like condors
All around the jungle, searchin' for the crime boss
It's like a scene from Cyborg
X-cape or Hayabusa, vroom, vroom, hear the lion roar
A blinding lighter smoke is what you see when I'm ridin' off
Headin' towards the mountains, just let the sun guide me
Keep a big bag of guns by me, drugs by me
My Colombian thug mami
Three helicopters circlin' the sky like condors
All around the jungle, searchin' for the crime boss
It's like a scene from Cyborg
X-cape or Hayabusa, vroom, vroom, hear the lion roar
A blinding lighter smoke is what you see when I'm ridin' off
Headin' towards the mountains, just let the sun guide me
Keep a big bag of guns by me, drugs by me
My Colombian thug mami
I'm out here takin' temperatures the old way (uh, uh)
White sweatpants, one leg up at the pro day (motherf*cker)
Sure, I felt it the second round but check it now (it's me)
It's Baklava 7000 (It's me)
I'll choke the f*cking shit out of you with your old medallion (uh)
I don't even like to display violence (nope), inside the six suede salmon (uh)
Baklava the great stallion (uh), grilled meats over the fire
With the scallions (uh-huh), Albanians, Italians (Both of us)
Simultaneously wildin' on any land we touch (uh)
Need hammer pants to hide the hammer (big hand shits)
Never touch motherf*ckin' ham (nope), banana clips we clutch (uh)
Big guns that come with instructions (can't f*ckin' read this shit)
Blood all on the constructions at the function (uh)
Take the motherf*cking 7 Train to Junction (yeah)
And get shit jumpin' (jump)
Uh (end it together)
Three helicopters (uh) circlin' the sky like condors
All around the jungle, searchin' for the crime boss
It's like a scene from Apocalypse Now (uh)
Rocket launcher knock the chopper down (uh)
It's yellow hairs on the cockatoo crown (uh), distinct features (uh-huh)
Grilled hand-caught stingray on the beach (uh-huh), you need it (need it)
Enjoy fruit from the Garden of Eden (Eden)
And sit courtside for the Knicks at the Garden every evenin'
(Every motherf*ckin' evenin')
Writer: Ariyan Arslani, Tom Paladino
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Performed By: Action Bronson
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Ariyan Arslani, Tom Paladino