The Darjeeling Unlimited (feat. Like) lyrics

Yeah, ayy My money long like digits on calculators Balling like the Raiders, a hundred thousand in Vegas on a single hand Come on, my man, I'm going HAM I'm grilling these rappers like I'm MC Shan And I'm chilling at the crib sipping scotch watching Shin-chan [?] now I'm in Tokyo at the Ritz and Me and my homies got concierge [?] Aligning in London, can't get in with no wristband Groupie bitches want the D like they play for the Pistons Fuck all the bullshit, we bringing it back to that meticulous lyrically sick with this, fucking ridiculous Ayy, my kicks knocking like perish Hip-hop I cherish, had late nights in Paris I'm running the city like I'm fucking the heiress I'm nothing without rap like if the Revenant was bear-less These other rappers careless I gotta stop the verse [?] What's the deal now? You know we keep it real now Strapped to the T, I will grab the steel now What's the deal now? You know we keep it real now Gotta get this money someway, somehow What's the deal now? You know we keep it real now Strapped to the T, I will grab the steel now What's the deal now? You know we keep it real now Gotta get this money someway, somehow Our story continues just moments after our hero, Rooster Jenkins, jumps from a speeding train Landing in the town of Paradise, Georgia One hundred and seventy-nine miles from the coast of Savannah A [?] Rooster walks through the doors of the saloon and brothel