1017 Mafia lyrics

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Thugga and Guwop got 100 choppas
1017 we the, Mafia
We the motherf*ckin' mafia n*gga
No less than 20 in my trousers lil n*gga

[Verse: Young Thug]
Got these b*tches bending over like a lineman
Make the pot, b*tch straight over like a linemen
Everybody get that green, we the live men
All my slime crickets, I think we need lemons
1017 the mothaf*cking movement
Pipe that b*tch down, I'ma duel it
The way I throw em through it, my arm a Uzi
Bought a b*tch a pair of shoes, and f*ck her booty
Hol' it, don't let up, these n*ggas can't catch with thugga no thugger
We eatin' no other
I'm chubby like my brother
I'm chubby like my mother
We take all yo goodies, and go straight to Costco
Catch up with yo b*tch, and turn her into a sucka
We not overseas but you know we Russian
Picnic early, clubbin later
I'm not no candy, but I am a jawbreaker
You think I'm gay, I'ma send ya to meet your maker
Put a hole in yo head like you's a piston
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Thugga and Guwop got 100 choppas
1017 we the, Mafia
We the motherf*ckin' mafia n*gga
No less than 20 in my trousers lil n*gga
Thugga and Guwop got 100 choppas
1017 we the, Mafia
We the motherf*ckin' mafia n*gga
No less than 20 in my trousers lil n*gga