Mafia lyrics

by

DC2Trill



[Intro]
(Concrete)
Damn

[Verse]
41 me, ayy
Drank Baby, guns and gadget like a Humvee, ayy
Red Dirt, baby, just some TrillBillies, ayy
Plus I'm getting streams (It's raw when you need cash only) like I'm with L.A. Reid, heh
Push up, Wockhardt pasta, ayy
Icebox turn me to a monster, ayy
Plus I came with Komla, that's the motherf*ckin' Mafia
Ain't never late on payments, I used to submit to trap daily
Submit to elevator, but they'll never f*ckin' play me
V-VVS fell on the ground, now everybody skates (Skatin')
Charlie Brown, ain't let me kick the ball, so I take it
Wockhardt bricks, we got bricks just likе Masons, huh
Concrete bricks, take thе bricks, build the bases
Stop with all that aqua stuff, try to come to the game, you stoppin' her
Plus I'm with the G's, n*gga, I'm coolin' with the Mafia
She got fathered on her knees, n*gga, you ain't get f*cked with that blocking stuff
Three-hundred dollars on DoorDash, need to stop orderin' steak and sh*t
Shawty ran and went up with our own pape, make you hate that b*tch
When 'bout cash, Lil' Moe on time, when it's not, n*gga, I be late for sh*t
Savin' sh*t, put a cape on it
Went and bought my cheese, better have my Zeddy
Muddy pop [?], I was right and ready
Countin' my cash, go about my day
She done went to pilates and took out the bodies, I stuff my pockets up
Yeah, that n*gga want smoke with somebody, promise to God it's not with us
We made sure we left that ho, three hours, now he actin' tough
I just digit some cash for fuss
I got Fetty but not enough
I'm with the Mafia, I'm with the f*ckin' Mafia, huh
I'm with the Mafia, I'm coolin' with the Mafia (Gang)
I'm with the Mafia, I'm with the f*ckin' Mafia (f*ckin' G)
I'm with the Mafia, I'm coolin' with the Mafia (With the Mob)
[Outro]
With a plan, to control all of New York City
To ensure all our friends have jobs
We will build construction fronts and bid our way to the top using our unions
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