Krokidil Mafia (Remix) lyrics

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[Intro]
Mafia, mafia, mafia
Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia
Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia
Mafia, mafia, mafia, mafia

[Hook]
Krokidil Mafia, mafi-ya-ya
Krokidil Mafia, mafi-ya-ya
Krokidil Mafia, mafi-ya-ya
Krokidil Mafia, mafi-ya-ya

[Verse 1]
My city dry
I need to get high
So I call up the plug from another city and get supplied
I call him up, he say 40 for a half quarter
I'm like hold up and then I'm like aight n*gga
I'm like I gotta go
I pack the .44
I talk to my n*gga Khroam
As I smoke a bowl
And we get ready, to stack some dough
You know how it go
Yeah ho

[Hook]
Krokidil Mafia, mafi-ya-ya
Krokidil Mafia, mafi-ya-ya
Krokidil Mafia, mafi-ya-ya
Krokidil Mafia, mafi-ya-ya

[Verse 2: $haz]
30 thou in my khakis
Opium from my Pakis
Krokodil for the low
Hoes know I’m not broke like Nappy
Pulled up in a brand new Spyker
Or a GT-R I be rolling like a ricer
Hit you with the 40 cal, b*tch f*ck a sniper
Rapping like Wayne fore that man went to Rikers
Step to me I’m with it
I’m delighted you gave me a chance to be finished
I wish all of my haters would come at me, make me a victim
So I’d have your sympathy when I demolish and kill all these b*tches
Shout out to my Aus chat savages trapping
2 years later I’m still Hot Trashing
Said we couldn’t do it but the squad made it happen
Number one in 49 states, f*ck Nebraska

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