Italy

I flooded my neck in Italian
This a crucifix fuck a medallion
Couple shots of the henny she wilding
We just find ways to get it and pile it
Paper on me like my job to file it
I don't price it just cop it and style it
We just find ways to get it and pile it
We just find ways to get it and pile it

We just find ways to get it and make it some more
Member them nights had to stand by the store
Rock in my sock wit a glock by the door
I took too many losses ain't takin some more
So u real now u ain't fakin no more?
Been real so u fakin for sure
How she ride it know she takin for sure
See u plotting u just makin for war
Get a bag
Young in get a bag
Bitter faces why u niggas mad
Been wit it since I been a lad
Younger than her oldest but she call me dad
I knew they would hate so I kept the tag
Super flexer Da kid never had to brag
She gon throw dat shit back for a fendi bag
Ima hit take a hit then reload the mag

I flooded my neck in Italian
This a crucifix fuck a medallion
Couple shots of the henny she wilding
We just find ways to get it and pile it
Paper on me like my job to file it
I don't price it just cop it and style it
We just find ways to get it and pile it
We just find ways to get it and pile it



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Writer(s): Jakari Jones
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