Gun$moke - Ova There (feat. El Camino & NVM) Lyrics

Yo, uh now that we on, like a car starter, I can rap in park water
I can adapt anywhere so smack to y'all fathers
I can relax anywhere, count stacks, move packs
And can trap anywhere as if I'm actually there
I got staff everywhere
Bankrolls and bags everywhere, remote controls and loaded mags everywhere
I took the cab over there the last time I took the jag over there
I f*cked around and had a strag Over there
We smokin' gas over there niggas gettin' to a bag over here
I heard y'all down till y'all last over There
We makin' birdies take a bath over here
I heard that work y'all got was trash over there, I keep tabs on over there, could put the bag on Over there you Won't last over there ain't no cash over there broke as a bitch havin' a blast over There
I come through and put you on your ass over there boy
Listen
It's a gift and a curse knowin' your worth, most people tryin' short, you just sit back and observe
I peeped that a while back, they motion ain't matchin' they words
They trapped in they moves, I'm on the wind streak, playin' chess with you fools
When the math clickin I'm in my groove
Look up, check the score, if you snooze, you lose
I woke up, burned some green, then counted some blues
Listenin' to Coltrane, yeah, I wish I knew
Gotta dig a little deeper to uncover the truth, it's never been a mystery, you just couldn't get a clue
See, I'm the light in the sky, but even then it get dark
Effortless I don't try I really glide when I walk
Might go mute for a year, just to let money talk
When you listenin' and picturin', consider it as art
Flow so fluid, it's congruent with the essence of a god
God
Smoke
Pulled off with Camino, took a Range Rover, dropped to the dock, hopped in a speedboat
Speedin' off, countin' cash like casino
My favorite, uh, black and Latino, she drive the boat and give me deep throat
Roster full of tens, type of shit that stroke a nigga ego
We don't need Navigation to head up the East Coast
He talk big shit but his bank account Pequito
Later link up with Boldy after Bernardine's jawn
We got enough bullets to hit up the county times cinco
And his goons new like a beat with Cheecho
He a bitch and he know, we get money from Lunes to Domingo
Ashin on my Mike Amiri chinos sippin', spillin', sparklin' Pellegrino, margiela coat colors as a Cappuccino Consuela say she like dat I don't talk like gringo
Comparing me to them, uh, like a 22 versus Desert Eagle
They know we really shooters over here, movers over here
Jeep Cruisers and Coupers that'll maneuver everywhere
F*ck with us, we send them 9mm Lugers at your Head
They Spreadin' rumors over there, eatin' noodles over there
I got jewels in my ear, platinum teeth
Moncler sweats to the feet
I ain't bloody, but it's rare when niggas want beef
They can't f*ck with me, and they know it