Italy

I told em we ain't playing in this shit
Mase World, forever bitch

Car be moving so fast
Life be leaving so fast
She tryna throw me that ass
I'm on my way to a bag
Throwing up sets with the flag
Pick a side or go get Canned
Pick a side or go get canned
I just gotta stick to the plan
Car be moving so fast
Life be leaving so fast
She tryna throw me that ass
I'm on my way to a bag
Throwing up sets with the flag
Pick a side or go get Canned
Pick a side or go get canned
I just gotta stick to the plan

All about guns and the butter
Talking bout cash we never gon stutter
Diamonds on the piece for the flutter
All in the hood from the gutter
Came up from shit from the ruckus
You make it on out man you lucky
Never gone switch
Santa Ana gon love me
Flood out my neck like it's nothing
Flood up my teeth for the summer
PRI be knockin like drummers
I say it how it's gone be
All of the bitches they all up on me
Getting the wok from the P
Euro stepping thru Italy
Euro flexing ginobili
Off of the boat
Coming overseas
I can't lie
What you want from me
What you want from me
They copy me
This foreign going fast
No stopping me
Flamed up
Got me icy neck
Kill Kapri
Gon give me checks
Dudes gon watch my every step
Hit em right below the neck
That boy PRI he going next
That boy PRI he going next
He going next

Car be moving so fast
Life be leaving so fast
She tryna throw me that ass
I'm on my way to a bag
Throwing up sets with the flag
Pick a side or go get Canned
Pick a side or go get canned
I just gotta stick to the plan
Car be moving so fast
Life be leaving so fast
She tryna throw me that ass
I'm on my way to a bag
Throwing up sets with the flag
Pick a side or go get Canned
Pick a side or go get canned
I just gotta stick to the plan



Credits
Writer(s): Kapri
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