HENCH MAFIA

This Hench Mafia, bitch Get ya ass hit with the grip Bitch, it's Hench Mafia Hit a nigga with a Russian AK-47 Bitch-ass nigga Bitch, it's Hench Mafia (Hench, Hench, Hench) I spot him, then I drop him, bruh (boom!) Face in the guillotine (aw, yeah), chop his head off, slice him up (come here!) Bitch, I always defeat, it never came down to a rival, bruh (no) Nice with the speech, spittin' knowledge like a Bible But the Lord cannot save you (no) Send the preacher's son to the grave too (come here!) Harsh, but fuck it Pop told me to smoke 'em if them boys play you If they snitchin', I choke 'em, get hit for tryna say who Them Hench Mafia niggas reckless, don't want know what they do Ship them rockets out here from Texas, you can tell how they shoot Pockets skinny, look anorexic, he forgot to eat breakfast Fed that nigga some Texas toast, this Texas TEC to his nose Embroidered Bawskee on a hoodie, not no regular clothes (no) And all my bitches are tens, these not no regular hoes (no) I blow so much dope, and boy, this not no regular smoke XD up in my pocket, du-du-du-du-du, and he gone (boom!) Ain't nothin' changed, bitch I still feel right when I do wrong (oh yeah) It's one change, just the paper, it was short, now it's long (oh yeah) The one witness was the neighbor, now that nosy bitch gone Bitch, it's Hench Mafia (Hench, Hench, Hench) I spot him, then I drop him, bruh (boom!) Face in the guillotine (aw, yeah), chop his head off, slice him up (come here!) Bitch, I always defeat, it never came down to a rival, bruh (no) Nice with the speech, spittin' knowledge like a Bible But the Lord cannot save you (But-but the Lord cannot save you)