"Villon" lyrics

Matching Rolexes, and just like that, the project is born
It's too late for you to push a button and try to stop me (Yeah)
Identical watches (Yeah)
Eastside (Yeah)
Throwing Daytons on my '65
Standing in the driveway, trying to pick a Corvette to drive, but I can't decide (Uh)

Harassment from jealous has-beens
Harmless actually
We laugh at them as their attempts end tragically
Call up another bag, we reconvene
We calculate, we don't entertain them get rich quick schemes
The difference between them and this team
Can be distinguished by the glisten of our championship rings
Fake bitch don't deserve a real king
Pour the Villon 'cause we up in this thing
Rolex on my arm while I'm outside gardening
Word to my flowers and the joy that they bring
I got super powers (I got super powers)
Rolex on my arm while I'm gardening
Word to my flowers and all the joy they bring
I got super powers
Pour the Villon 'cause I'm up in this thing
Rolex on my arm, I'm outside gardening
Word to my flowers and all the joys they bring
I got super powers
Rolex on my arm
One time for the Eastside
Two times for the Eastside (Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life, nigga, yeah)
Three, four, five, six times for the Eastside (Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life, Jet Life, nigga, yeah)

Chevys on switches
Baby, we smoking weed in it, don't post me in your pictures
Mama, if you can keep a secret, we can always kick it
We hitting switches on Chevys, highway dipping
Told her, "Rule number one, don't talk about me 'round your nigga"
That shit there had him suspicious
(His name is Kino Beats)