Retch 850 Music (Morimoto Drug Transactions) Lyrics

[Intro: Retchy P]
Hopped out of the f*cking S550 into the 850
Admire my transition, bitch

[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*ck 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*ssy on the desk, caress the breast
Effervescent when I step out of the villa stunting
The leather jacket dog butter 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
Butternut squash ravioli, sage brown butter
Big Body make the pounds stutter
Two inches off the ground hovering a beamer
Like Bobby Browns mother
Come and f*ck 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 whorehouse
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