Текст пісні Customs - Tee Grizzley

Customs

Them zas and surges weigh by the mail
Bro, that's a whole thing, you don't need a scale
It's beef, they catchin' unlimited shells
He ain't do no talkin', I'm payin' his bail (Come on)
I go to London, just me and niggas, we probably leave fifty in Harrods,
uh (A fifty piece)
Whole group of baddies, they don't even know each other, but we makin' 'em pair
up, uh (Come here)
Afro-American, but the dial on the Rollie look like I'm Arab, uh (Look like I'm
Arab)
Hope I don't see no rabbits, the Obama piece got like eight hundred carats
(Eight hundred carats)
I remember havin' sale numbers, now them private jets havin' tail numbers
(Sheesh)
Whatever come my way, you know I'm gon' face it, I ain't never scared,
brother (I ain't never scared, brother)
Tell these lil' niggas stay in they weight class, goin' at me ain't fair,
brother (That shit ain't fair)
Told 'em two hundred a month, but that's what I told 'em, you should see the
real numbers, nigga

Custom jewelry on goin' through customs (Goin' through customs)
You know my life a lil' different, uh (This shit different)
I ain't been broke in a minute, uh
I ain't been home in minute, uh (Home in minute)
Used to be fresh as fuck goin' to school, so I hated gettin' suspended,
uh (I hated gettin' suspended)
Unc was choppin' up crack on a plate, be careful eatin' off the dishes (Eatin'
off the dishes)
Custom jewelry on goin' through customs (Goin' through customs)
You know my life a lil' different, uh (All this shit different)
Ain't gotta speak on my past no more, I'm damn near a whole new nigga,
uh (You don't know me no more)
Ain't 'bout to beef with no broke niggas, I'ma let the economy kill 'em,
uh (Get the fuck on)
I'm motivation, I make the killers wanna go and run up them millions,
nigga (Bah)