Hardrock – mafia Lyrics
Artist: Hardrock
Song: mafia
Man stop f#cking 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 sh#t but you couldn’t listen
I ain’t come to listen to none of that b#tching
I came up to do some business and some business
I came up to count these riches and get riches
I’m f#cking your n#gg# b#tches and your b#tches
Spinning the block like a g#dd#mn vision
Leave everybody cold leavе a n#gg# freezing
f#cked the b#tch, now she part of my collеction
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’ #ss get peter-rolled
TTS mafia, we got bankrolls
Labels calling out, worried for my soul
Hell nah, you know a n#gg# 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 sh#t, what you mean?
Pop a X, popping X I’m a teen
n#gg# wanna be on top tier team
f#ck the n#gg#, f#ck what he gotta’ say
I’ma do what I do either way
I’ma go get the racks either way
Tell the n#gg# 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 sh#t but you couldn’t listen
I ain’t come to listen to none of that b#tching
I came up to do some business and some business
I came up to count these riches and get riches
I’m f#cking your n#gg# b#tches and your b#tches
Spinning the block like a g#dd#mn vision
Leave everybody cold leave a n#gg# freezing
f#cked the b#tch, 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’ #ss get peter-rolled
TTS mafia, we got bankrolls
Labels calling out, worried for my soul
Hell nah, you know a n#gg# won’t go
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Release Year: 2021