Mafioso
I can get you hit I'm like al capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking mentos
Told her bend it over and then touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot
Going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I ain't a hoe
Boy I ain't a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor
Used to sell dope
I wrote a shell with your name on it
On my kinfolk
I still got shirts with stains on it
Gotta keep hope
Get down with the sickness I'm a sicko I could vomit
She get slimey when she peep the wallet all this drip on me I'm a faucet yeah
I got every thing o the market
Im surfing in the mosh pit and all my dogs barking
I'm so fucking high I'm out this world I'm like a martian
Pull up ten deep me my boys we just barge in
Hey all about my business I don't bargain
Your girl out here acting like its a auction
Yeah I don't do no dancing but i'm flossing
Yeah I just pulled up to the party and started bossing
I can get you hit I'm like al capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking mentos
Told her bend it over and then touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot
Going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I ain't a hoe
Boy I ain't a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor
Used to sell dope
These boys think they gangsta but they acting it
Huh I just let em talk as I ash the spliff
Huh I don't fall in love I'm not real to passionate
Yeah I'm behind scenes counting up my chips
Yeah talking all that shit might just get you hit
Yeah I was tryna stop him but he's way too pissed
Yeah I just do my one two collect and dip
Yeah I got way too many flows it gets hard to pick yeah
I got groupies on my dick and they tryna choose the clique yeah
Please don't call my phone or imma decline it yeah
You didn't start fucking with me until you thought I was this yeah
Found out I was this yeah
I can get you hit I'm like al capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking mentos
Told her bend it over and then touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot
Going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I ain't a hoe
Boy I ain't a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor
Used to sell dope
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking mentos
Told her bend it over and then touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot
Going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I ain't a hoe
Boy I ain't a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor
Used to sell dope
I wrote a shell with your name on it
On my kinfolk
I still got shirts with stains on it
Gotta keep hope
Get down with the sickness I'm a sicko I could vomit
She get slimey when she peep the wallet all this drip on me I'm a faucet yeah
I got every thing o the market
Im surfing in the mosh pit and all my dogs barking
I'm so fucking high I'm out this world I'm like a martian
Pull up ten deep me my boys we just barge in
Hey all about my business I don't bargain
Your girl out here acting like its a auction
Yeah I don't do no dancing but i'm flossing
Yeah I just pulled up to the party and started bossing
I can get you hit I'm like al capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking mentos
Told her bend it over and then touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot
Going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I ain't a hoe
Boy I ain't a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor
Used to sell dope
These boys think they gangsta but they acting it
Huh I just let em talk as I ash the spliff
Huh I don't fall in love I'm not real to passionate
Yeah I'm behind scenes counting up my chips
Yeah talking all that shit might just get you hit
Yeah I was tryna stop him but he's way too pissed
Yeah I just do my one two collect and dip
Yeah I got way too many flows it gets hard to pick yeah
I got groupies on my dick and they tryna choose the clique yeah
Please don't call my phone or imma decline it yeah
You didn't start fucking with me until you thought I was this yeah
Found out I was this yeah
I can get you hit I'm like al capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking mentos
Told her bend it over and then touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot
Going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I ain't a hoe
Boy I ain't a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor
Used to sell dope
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Writer(s): Rico Santino Quinones
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