Mafia lyrics
by G.T.
[Intro]
Ok Kmoney
[Verse 1 ?]
[?] on my feet
I'm rolling like [?]
A hundred for a G
Go until you get that [?]
Busters like to talk, [?] like to squeeze
f*cked your main squeeze, I do not believe
That sh*t y'all talking, I be big boss hogging
Hoes call my phone, but the feds calling
Hoes call my phone, but [?] calling
[Verse 2 ?]
Lately I've been with my n*ggas, [?] offace
[?] chill with bosses
[?] making threats [?]
[?] when I shoot you n*gga [?]
I been chasing money since a lil n*gga
How the f*ck you still think that I'm good, n*gga?
Never [?] I wish you would, n*gga
[?]
[Verse 3: G.T.]
Blow bagging, chain swanging
[?] young n*gga, we find out
Stay location, send my young n*ggas
I gang bang
Left side where that red flag hang
No time for blame games
We let they brains hang
Broad day
We ain't got time [?]
sh*t got hot today, but we don't trip, we just go out the way
Where the f*ck is Rocaine
Put him hip to this play
I'm p*ssed off, cause [?]
[Verse 4: Molly Brazy]
I'm only 17, and I got grown b*tches mad
I don't argue, I sit pretty, and [?] cash [?] your dad
You dont sell sh*t, no lil n*gga, you ain't slanging
Hand around real killers, JoyRd
[?] lil b*tch, I'm just out here chasing chicken
Real bosses no losses, b*tch, we on a money mission
I put money on your head, lil boy, without a ticket
And I know you heard snitches get stitches, you better listen