"Harlem World 97" lyrics

[Smoke DZA:]
Uh, real life nigga, rare type nigga
Always been fly, never scared of heights nigga
Ric Flair on 'em off the leg type nigga
Style fresh to death in airtight cellars
Fore face me swing foot, defenses she adventurous
I smell like opportunity in the vintage
Clean as a infant, right from the entrance
Whole lot of interest
I think I might holla
She think I'm too proud but I'm thinking more Prada
Baby I'm Gucci, lil G's on the collar
I don't do shrooms, no chicken marsala
Bring more pie, more G's, more commas
Catch a conversation with me all about a dollar
Baby let me school you, I'm your alma mater
First day on the flight, you'll be back tomorrow

[Estelle:]
When it's raining, take me out
Let's go swimming, never drown
Walk on water, slide out
Cause I got a whole lot of love for you
I hope my whole life's enough for you
Got a whole lot of love for you
Got a whole lot of love for you

[Smoke DZA:]
I'm at the State County Joint called a Miss Miami
Told my little girlfriends call her Bambi
I was in my Theresa, I was trying to be fancy
She telling me she met whiz down at the Grammys
You know how many bitches we meet at the Grammys?
At free art shows for Hebru Brantley
Champagne and McQueen in the pantry
Ice like the Stanley Cup, my whole family up
I do it till you get me up
The team stands strong, can't stand beat us
Shorty told me this, I'ma keep it warm for ya
Cartier bracelet, screw it on for ya

[Estelle:]
When it's raining, take me out
Let's go swimming, never drown
Walk on water, slide out
Cause I got a whole lot of love for you
I hope my whole life's enough for you
Got a whole lot of love for you
Got a whole lot of love for you
Got a whole lot of love for you
I hope my whole life's enough for you
Got a whole lot of love for you
Got a whole lot of love for you