Corte Madera, Ca Songtext

Smile on my face when I count its a fetish
First you gotta take your passion then apply pressure (numbers)
You fucked around and spent your whole advance on a necklace
So many whips I might ship one to Texas
Courtside chillin' with these emeralds in my necklace
You called the bitch back to back acting hella extra
I don't see how niggas do it man that shit so embarrassing
GT speed when I'm slidin through the City
Every man for himself gotta move with intention
Niggas say they gon' rob me
Nigga better get with me
Slidin' with a fo' nicky and a drake with a fifty
Still building bigger brands making plays on the low
Snow bunny out in Humboldt with a line on them bows
All you broke niggas did was put me more on my toes
I'm the type to park the Lamb and double back in the Rolls
(Nice car Larry)
What's hannin'
Spaceships on the Blade and shit
You know what I'm talkin' about? Yeah
Numbers
Aye, aye, aye