Amerikou - Vanilla Lyrics

Crab Dinners wit mamiloo we up in Hunt & Fish
Tucked the runners for the loafers and still running shit
Cleannn... blue faces and big dreams
Black dollars street scholars grin at every sixteen
Spit into the Nuemann... got black roses bloomin'
Art dealin Jeff Koonin' f*ck is niggas still coonin
(Shake shit up for my city take it bac to Pat Ewing)
Drops & Jeeps For The Summers got em back to back movin
So much deallinnn in that youngg bwoy woah
Time to put some millions on that young bwoy woah
Suited and booted all the thinkers we recruited
Greatest teachers never forget that they the student

Balenci babies get em kith treats...
Upnorf Crowns in Rome... my shit is sweet sweet
Livin... off of Creatin' spittin street treats
Chillin'! See everyday feel like a Re-Treat
Lordd... Some New Dealer shit on repeat boy
Killa 4 prez, Amerikou this the 3peat boy!

Niggas aint makin no noise
Patiently waited my turn young nigga so poised
Position top of the table wit gold cables on
Shownn the ropes street niggas done graduated

Time to bring the bands out, Bey at Coachella
Going ape in bape store livin like a gorilla
Mercedes leather on vanilla... shit been trilla
Been a convertable roofer
My bitch wet as a loofah
Uhh... and she dont kno a Nigga iller
I been killin for sum summers
We been bringin in numbers ahh!

Really wit the shmoke really wit the shits woah
Big facts really when im kickin shit woah
Rockin 700s in droptop 6s
Buckets of champagne reserved for the clique