"mafia" lyrics
Man stop fucking playing with me boy
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
You got it, you got it, I got it, I got it
I pull up with choppers, I'm smoking exotic
These thotties out here got so many damn bodies
Man I love the feeling, it's out of the body
You know who I am, you know I ain't missing
I told you about this shit but you couldn't listen
I ain't come to listen to none of that bitching
I came up to do some business and some business
I came up to count these riches and get riches
I'm fucking your nigga bitches and your bitches
Spinning the block like a goddamn vision
Leave everybody cold leave a nigga freezing
Fucked the bitch, now she part of my collection
Youngin' came up off of swiping, finessing
Yes I pull up with hella lethal weapons
Yes I pull up and shoot, it ain't no question
Watch out before your lil' ass get peter-rolled
TTS mafia, we got bankrolls
Labels calling, offering for my soul
Hell nah, you know a nigga won't go
Yeah, [?] I just took in a week
Yeah, I make her heart skip a lil' beat
Yeah, I will not accept no defeat
Yeah, you might just miss it if you blink
A million dollars what I see
Tryna' get it before 19
Told my bro to stop sipping that lean
He see me blowing up in his dreams
Had to [?] chopping up these beans
Most of the time talking shit, what you mean?
Pop a X, popping X I'm a teen
Nigga wanna be on top tier team
Fuck the nigga, fuck what he gotta' say
I'ma do what I do either way
I'ma go get the racks either way
Tell the nigga better get out my way
You got it, you got it, I got it, I got it
I pull up with choppers, I'm smoking exotic
These thotties out here got so many damn bodies
Man I love the feeling, it's out of the body
You know who I am, you know I ain't missing
I told you about this shit but you couldn't listen
I ain't come to listen to none of that bitching
I came up to do some business and some business
I came up to count these riches and get riches
I'm fucking your nigga bitches and your bitches
Spinning the block like a goddamn vision
Leave everybody cold leave a nigga freezing
Fucked the bitch, now she part of my collection
Youngin' came up off of swiping, finessing
Yes I pull up with hella lethal weapons
Yes I pull up and shoot, it ain't no question
Watch out before your lil' ass get peter-rolled
TTS mafia, we got bankrolls
Labels calling out, worried for my soul
Hell nah, you know a nigga won't go
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
You got it, you got it, I got it, I got it
I pull up with choppers, I'm smoking exotic
These thotties out here got so many damn bodies
Man I love the feeling, it's out of the body
You know who I am, you know I ain't missing
I told you about this shit but you couldn't listen
I ain't come to listen to none of that bitching
I came up to do some business and some business
I came up to count these riches and get riches
I'm fucking your nigga bitches and your bitches
Spinning the block like a goddamn vision
Leave everybody cold leave a nigga freezing
Fucked the bitch, now she part of my collection
Youngin' came up off of swiping, finessing
Yes I pull up with hella lethal weapons
Yes I pull up and shoot, it ain't no question
Watch out before your lil' ass get peter-rolled
TTS mafia, we got bankrolls
Labels calling, offering for my soul
Hell nah, you know a nigga won't go
Yeah, [?] I just took in a week
Yeah, I make her heart skip a lil' beat
Yeah, I will not accept no defeat
Yeah, you might just miss it if you blink
A million dollars what I see
Tryna' get it before 19
Told my bro to stop sipping that lean
He see me blowing up in his dreams
Had to [?] chopping up these beans
Most of the time talking shit, what you mean?
Pop a X, popping X I'm a teen
Nigga wanna be on top tier team
Fuck the nigga, fuck what he gotta' say
I'ma do what I do either way
I'ma go get the racks either way
Tell the nigga better get out my way
You got it, you got it, I got it, I got it
I pull up with choppers, I'm smoking exotic
These thotties out here got so many damn bodies
Man I love the feeling, it's out of the body
You know who I am, you know I ain't missing
I told you about this shit but you couldn't listen
I ain't come to listen to none of that bitching
I came up to do some business and some business
I came up to count these riches and get riches
I'm fucking your nigga bitches and your bitches
Spinning the block like a goddamn vision
Leave everybody cold leave a nigga freezing
Fucked the bitch, now she part of my collection
Youngin' came up off of swiping, finessing
Yes I pull up with hella lethal weapons
Yes I pull up and shoot, it ain't no question
Watch out before your lil' ass get peter-rolled
TTS mafia, we got bankrolls
Labels calling out, worried for my soul
Hell nah, you know a nigga won't go
