Mafia Music lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck the fire, we got greese
It's a Wayne beat

[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
Mafia music, I'm like I gotta get to it
Met some n*ggas in New York, [?] driving through it
Get some money every day, you couldn't stop me from doing it
I wouldn't put you on my song, 'cause you'd probably ruin it
Why you sell dope?
'Cause my family do it
Too much money too fast, I have family into it
Who grandson the best?
Got the grannies into it
I ain't stepping with the shot, I be stepping into it
Car came with the moader, [?] into it
And I ain't [?] sh*t out, unless you pay me to do it
OK, she love to suck di*k, but wanna lay down and do it
You wanna keep your place with me?
You gotta stay round and do it

[Verse 2: YN Jay]
Pineapple sunkissеd, I pour eight ounces into it
Eight ounces of thе Wok, make me make drowsy music
I was probably in the booth, if I ain't dropping music
Young dawg corner special, he stay sharpshooting
I ain't never been in love, I can't make heart music
You ain't got no ride to work, so you stay carpooling
b*tch squerting in my whip, this b*tch stay car pooling
Your drum don't even make no bass, you don't make car music
Got control of my whip, this b*tch stay car cruising
All he wanna do is win, but he can't stop losing
b*tch got a boyfriend, but she stay copping
b*tch got a boyfriend, but she can't stop choosing
n*gga drinking bullsh*t lean, can't stop [?]
n*gga always hating on me, but he can't stop rooting
[Verse 3: Louie Ray]
You would think this was her first time f*cking, the way her legs shaking
Pull up on your whip for breakfast, like I eggs baken
They can't wait to see me drop, [?] waiting
f*ck [?] got her head dangling
So much ice on, got the seasons changing
I still don't want a b*tch, but my reasons changing
Like even the motherf*ckers that look like [?] they [?]