Something Special lyrics
by Damedot
[Intro]
Are you in the mafia? (Man, no need to ask me that)
Am I in the what?
Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
I'm in the waste management business (Meech)
Everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up
[Verse]
Fifty bands tied around my neck (All ice)
One time for my jeweler, I'm so wet (Hutch)
b*tch owe Dame, that's some cap, pay your bit (Pay up)
Fifty-five for a blue jean, b*tch, we so set (Yeah, yeah)
Them n*ggas gon' tell if they get caught (Yop)
My b*tch say she like it, then it get bought (You got it)
Two hundred on the dash, n*gga, get lost (n*gga, bye)
Headshot, turn his lamb chop to Zip Sauce (Yeah)
Ask bro, ask bro, n*gga, ask bro (n*gga, ask him)
I drive the Hellcat like an as*h*le (Skrrt)
Only took a few minutes get the bag sold (Gone)
Lookin' like a new freezer, but I'm mad low (Low-key)
b*tch, I'm gettin' to the bag, what you mad for? (Why you mad?)
Backshots off some Percs, now her back broke (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
This a Goose, not no ordinary coat (Coyote fur)
This some top, this not no ordinary dope (Topside)
Tangerines, make them b*tches call you papi
One-ten got me sh*ttin' like a porta potty
Two Percs, ride a n*gga like a Kawasaki (Vroom, vroom)
Thick darkskin b*tch, told her get on top me (Come on)
She know a n*gga like the head extra sloppy (Mwah)
Freaky b*tch, she know how to pull a mess up out me (Mwah)
Street smart, she know how to get a check up out it
If a b*tch talkin' brazy, she gon' check about it
My 'fit cost a n*gga a bankroll
I ain't swipe sh*t, n*gga, case closed (Cased closed)
Paint me a b*tch, n*gga, MAACO
b*tch bad and freaky, Jhené Aiko
I think this b*tch up to something (Hmm, I don't know)
Only thing on my mind is some money (Them racks)
Went to Hutch, told them n*ggas Donald Trump me (Give me the prezi)
And blade icy, but this time, we doin' buffies (Boy)
Two Chain runners on, but I ain't runnin' (Versace)
One stick, one AR how I'm bomin' (How I'm bomin')
Just took a little loss, it wasn't nothin' (It wasn't sh*t)
FaceTime with fifteen hundred pumpkins (My n*gga)
FN, Five-seveN, I ain't fussin' (Hell nah)
No if, ands, or buts, I'm bustin' (I'm bustin')
Heard it's money on my head, I'll chuck it (Hahahaha)
Drop a bag on a n*gga, somethin' special (Somethin' serious)
I got a bag, brodie got a bag too (Bag too)
I got a bag, brodie got a bag too (Bro got a bag)
I got a bag, my b*tch got a bag too (Mwah, mwah)
b*tch mad and her n*gga mad too (Both of 'em)
I got a bag, brodie got a bag too (Cha-ching)
I got a bag, brodie got a bag too (Bag too)
I got a bag, my b*tch got a bag too (Mwah)
b*tch mad and her n*gga mad too (Hahahaha)
(Meech)