Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fortune 500 , by - Papoose. Release date: 05.03.2019
Song language: English
Fortune 500 |
| Google me, I’m well-known in the Big Apple |
| AT&T, reach out and touch you, I’ll get at you |
| Makin' M’s like McDonald’s, I’m a hustler, too |
| So I gotta flip that over and get the W |
| You subbin' on Instagram, one day |
| You gon' speak direct instead of the Subway |
| Wearin' gators, sippin' Gatorade, brand new Polo |
| It was red, white and blue like the Pepsi logo |
| Thieves obey their thirst like Sprite, know I got the hammer |
| I was gamblin' in Las Vegas at the Tropicana |
| They fall like Domino’s when I pop those shells |
| I’m Universal, my name ring Taco Bells |
| Ship Coca-Cola UPS |
| Get Stars-buck, you better Netflix and chill before you be next |
| We be on the paper Chase, they ain’t lastin' long |
| So I told 'em this ain’t a Sprint, this a marathon |
| I got it for the low like eBay and Amazon |
| So I stay fly like Delta with my carry-on |
| In US Bank with my Visa and MasterCard |
| All of my pieces stay hittin' like Barry Bonds |
| The Bud make me Weiser, I’m the Oracle, check it |
| Leave 'em in a state of shock, this General is Electric |
| Tools like Home Depot, inject the cartridge |
| Bought a weapon from Walmart, you just a Target |
| Ridin' in a Tesla, street mogul |
| So even if it’s a Ford, every man on my T-Mobile |
| I shine like a Spectrum when your light goes off |
| Always actin' like you hard, but you Microsoft |
| Somebody must have gassed you up like Exxon |
| For some reason you think you slick, Chevron |
| I see you got my name in your mouth like Colgate |
| You startin' with a G like Gillette, yeah, OK |
| I’m blood related to money, it’s all dandy |
| Give my uncle Wells Fargo a check, he gon' clear me |
| This American Express-ed himself, I talk clearly |
| Heard in every Bank of America, the world hear me |
| Make sure I Pay my Pals their money, pay off dearly |
| So they all post me on they Facebook, they gon' share me |
| I got two twin cousins, man, are them boys fancy |
| Got the same name, JP Morgan and Morgan Stanley |
| Now I got fish on my Dish, no more candy |
| Linkedin with the right people, they all fear me |
| My reign on the top was Progressive before Sandy |
| Eat these rappers up like Chipotle, my thoughts scary |
| You boys hear me? |
| They know what I Intel, I’m the wisest |
| They used to wear wires, now snitches is wireless like Verizon |
| United we stand, we fall if we divided |
| Click on my YouTube, hope you subscribin' |
| I’m ridin' in a Ghost like Snapchat, we laid back |
| Then we just turn the music up to the TJ Maxx |
| PNC, Punchin' all rappers right N they Chin |
| I’m an Immortal Bar Master, IBM |
| Conquerin' Verses Strategically, CVS |
| I’mma kill it when I perform at South by Southwest |
| She gave me 7 humps and Eleven kisses, she couldn’t stand you |
| So she only gave you two humps like a Camel |
| My Marlboro homies from Coney Island’ll bang |
| Haters salty 'cause I got more chips than Lay’s |
| I got her sweatin' out her Estee Lauder |
| Killed the KFCs, L’s & M’s, Alphabetical Slaughter! |