Mosaic Pool Freestyle

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You know we flyin' Emirates, they come and give me baguettes
In the middle of the day, bitch, you know where we is
In the middle of the air, that's where we is
Land in UAE, customs f*ck with ESC
Hop in the truck, windows are black, pitch
You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me
U-A-E-S-C, you can't see me
Made it to Sofitel, humid and hot as hell
You know we never sell, you know we never sell
Plated fruit in the hotel, Stiiizy hit, bitch, inhale
Runnin' round now I don't tell, I don't tell
Views of the Burj Khalifa while I fall asleep
Lavishly stay in the corner suite, the corner suite
Views of the Burj Khalifa while I fall asleep
Lavishly stay in the corner suite, the corner suite
Walk to the mall, you know what the mall, the mall that's biggest of all
So many stores, man, where do I go? Yeah, I think I'm lost
In the right place, you know they love me, they callin' my name
Love for ESC
They callin' my name, the louder they sing, the harder it ring
You know I'm insane, I'm fuckin' it up, you know what I mean
We ain't the same, you and me, we ain't the same
ESC, world famous, we ain't the same
Back to the room, dine at the top, with all the lights, I'm lovin' my life
Out in Dubai, out in Dubai
Back to the room and I'm seein' the lights, I'm lovin' my life
Out in Dubai, out in Dubai
Wake up the morning, I hit up the breakfast, you know that they love us
Save at the table, the one that we love, you know that they love us
The one by the window comes down with the fam, you know that they love us
Met them one time and they treat me like family
You know that they love us, I bring them the ruckus
I hit the beach, it felt like a hot tub, and they actually clean here too
Man, f*ck California, with the long dick
I mean, I was born there, but I ain't gotta lie, you know, they got trash, that shit
Man, they got trash all over the beach, bro
Call the chauffeur, man, he the homie, yeah, he love us
He gon' pick us up on his break, man, ain't no trouble
Quick tour of the city, yeah, ain't no trouble
Ain't no trouble, ain't no trouble
Out in the dunes and they're racin' the cars, they're racin' the buggies
Hop on the camel, and damn Louis shoes dirty
Kandora dressin', you know that I'm flexin'
They say I'm a prince, damn
You know I'm the one
Smokin' on shisha, expandin' my ways
Give me the food, I'm lovin' the taste
Swallow the sword, where did it go
Dancing the belly, she movin' her waist
I'm wastin' no time, designer the store, you know where I go
Prada the goal, Balenci for sure, the Louis V store, yeah
You know where I go, I'm drippin' in gold
You know that for sure, I'm drippin' in gold
You know that for sure
Designer bags, I hold them all
Go to the stores like door to door
Lookin' for the homie like they know me though
Like, where Marco? Yeah, they know me though
Yeah, they know me though, and I got those, and I need me those
Yeah, I want those right there, man
And thank you, Marco
Mosaic Pool, Yeah, Mimosa Sipping
Is that the Burj Khalifa, yeah I ain't tripping
Mosaic Pool, Yeah, Mimosa Sipping
Does that say pussy bar, yeah I'm tripping
Yeah, I'm trippin
Pizza with the mob boss, he checkin' on his business
While I swim with all my brothers
We Chillin, we smokin', we smokin' like a Rasta
Nah, that's illegal, don't tell, don't tell
Smoke lounge, couple Red Bulls for the table, please
Jet lag, cause we comin' in from overseas
You know what? Let me get another shisha, please
Guava with the menthol, you know me
Espresso in my hand every day, every night
I don't give a damn, bitch, I'll do it every time
Especially in the damn Louis stores, but it looks like they only do that shit in Dubai
Cause like anywhere else in the world, I've gone, they never got it
Wait, what is that? At the top of the Burj Khalifa
Oh shit, it's ESC
What is he gonna do there? Oh shit
He floatin' on his track, on his beat, on his feet
He gon' feed the streets
555 meters in the sky, you know how I ride
That's 2,000 feet high, 2,000 feet high
And I ain't even flyin', but I been high at home though
You know what I mean? Ah, no I don't
Back to the room, that shit gon' end
Packin' the bags, that shit gon' end
Private breakfast, they treat us well
That shit gon' end, that shit gon' end
At gate B, they waitin' for me
Eating at Costas, you know me
Travel the world, you know me
ESC, ESC
You know what's beautiful? I had two 4th of Julys
And they don't really celebrate that in Dubai, but
As I was arriving in Vegas on the plane, outside the windows
You could see the fireworks goin' off and they poppin
Celebratin' my arrival back in my home city, you know
This is Vegas, and it's inexplicable
That feeling, it's beautiful
E-S-C

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