गाने
Do you wanna be mafia
I don't like war
Sometimes I feel like the only **** holding down shit
All I know, keep dropping, you know I'm trying to drown shit
****, I be scamming, plus I be trying to get them pounds set
Cut up on a bitch, they always tripping, fix your frown, bitch
I mix new gucci's with all the style drip
The liquor store won't go to the movies, I'm trying to pound, bitch
I get off, nana and me on some wild shit
The city bitches turned up, but love me a out-of-town bitch
He ducking his taco, we on some mild shit
They always trying to hang with the squad, they talking about we sound lit
They rapping shit like me, I had to sound switch
Don't buy me a new gucci, the same one I was in my own way
Don't play with the family, you can get found quick
Remember, they like big boy Leo
I was in my own seat
The blick I told to put you in critical went around
Give me a flight to find some pounds for low
I'm on a round trip
PC charter this bitch and flip your ass upside down, kid
Do your ass dirty, hop out that crown, bitch
Be careful what you say out your mouth, cause we surround shit
Them hammers get the beating on something on some surround shit
And you know we aiming at ****, better get down quick
Somebody need to check on they buddy, he on the ground split
Written by: Mickele Lamond Ingram
