"Traumatized" lyrics
Rell on The Track
Are you in the Mafia?
Am I in the What?
Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up. It's a stereotype, and it's offensive, and you're the last person I want to perpetuate it!
Walk a nigga down like I ain't got no remorse
I feel like Tony Montana riding round' in this Porsche
Bad bitch body done she gone ride me like a horse
Heard my opp got dropped, so it's time to pop a cork
We gon celebrate cuz we don't care about em'
Treat my hoes like they Air Force lows, get one wear up out em'
I just asked my ex for the head for some old sake
She like to act like she still my bitch that's how she role play
This fishscale jumpin out the gym like the old Blake
I can't hold no convo with no nigga that don't hold weight
Dior runners these my lemon pepper steppers
Why is this bitch getting undressed, I just want the neckage
I put the call in on you then it's gon' get hectic
She wanna fuck wit me, she wanna fuck wit me and not you cuz you a loser (bum)
I just put the 30 in my nana it's a cougar
Eighteen hunnid for this FN I ain't shooting wit no rouger
I'm back on my bullshit they say I'm Carlos Boozer
Like they caught you wit a fake, ion see the stamp
Caught a oop in a nigga bitch like I'm John Marant
Bro just hit his shot from a distance he like K.Durant
Come get the work from me, come get the work from me not that nigga cuz he hit it
He can't say he mafia if he don't stand in business
You shouldn't buy that chain if you can't wear it in the trenches
You shouldn't take that nigga nowhere with you cuz he finished
If you see me with a nigga baby mama mind yo' business
They can't recognize this nigga face they gotta call the dentist
Are you in the Mafia?
Am I in the What?
Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up. It's a stereotype, and it's offensive, and you're the last person I want to perpetuate it!
Walk a nigga down like I ain't got no remorse
I feel like Tony Montana riding round' in this Porsche
Bad bitch body done she gone ride me like a horse
Heard my opp got dropped, so it's time to pop a cork
We gon celebrate cuz we don't care about em'
Treat my hoes like they Air Force lows, get one wear up out em'
I just asked my ex for the head for some old sake
She like to act like she still my bitch that's how she role play
This fishscale jumpin out the gym like the old Blake
I can't hold no convo with no nigga that don't hold weight
Dior runners these my lemon pepper steppers
Why is this bitch getting undressed, I just want the neckage
I put the call in on you then it's gon' get hectic
She wanna fuck wit me, she wanna fuck wit me and not you cuz you a loser (bum)
I just put the 30 in my nana it's a cougar
Eighteen hunnid for this FN I ain't shooting wit no rouger
I'm back on my bullshit they say I'm Carlos Boozer
Like they caught you wit a fake, ion see the stamp
Caught a oop in a nigga bitch like I'm John Marant
Bro just hit his shot from a distance he like K.Durant
Come get the work from me, come get the work from me not that nigga cuz he hit it
He can't say he mafia if he don't stand in business
You shouldn't buy that chain if you can't wear it in the trenches
You shouldn't take that nigga nowhere with you cuz he finished
If you see me with a nigga baby mama mind yo' business
They can't recognize this nigga face they gotta call the dentist
