Cocaine Mafia — текст песни

How we do mayne?

That’s that shit, Montana, uhh, yeah

Your bitch chose a nigga don’t be mad

Got pounds of that kush, 40 cal is in my bag

No matter where I’m at, I let that thing go blat

And that cocaine mafia got these niggas mad fosho

Homie it’s that cocaine mafia fosho

I could break a brick down, nigga I could break a hoe

I’m a pro, what the fuck you niggas talkin'?

Nigga everything’s a go, Montana

Hop up on a track rape a donna

150 stacks count it back leave the door locked (hold up)

You watching niggas starve while you ate good

Now it’s ghetto niggas poppin space call me Ace Hood

Slang wood dick dealer white chinchilla in the huddle

Try’nna bubble like sprite pink syrup

Gotta hit the pot stir it, move an ounce fuck par

And you know never play wit kon a nigga lying like a rug

That coke boy music that kinda shit you get chills for

Round table get the bread and butter 'fore the meal come

Talk about that cocaine mafia, word to Trae I’m the truth

Yelling through the ceiling like «fuck the roof!»

Montana!

Your bitch chose a nigga don’t be mad

Got pounds of that kush, 40 cal is in my bag

No matter where I’m at, I let that thing go blat

And that cocaine mafia got these niggas mad fosho

Homie it’s that cocaine mafia fosho

I could break a brick down, nigga I could break a hoe

I’m a pro, what the fuck you niggas talkin'?

Nigga everything’s a go, Montana

Louis Vuitton 20 bag replacin' that with bags of 'cane

Work inside the back of this '47 white powder frame

Double up the price and it might just get you a fair exchange

Fuck with me your ass’ll get chopper weather, I can make it rain

Office like dirt, I take all shots

Believe this, I’m the MVP all blocks

Ducked off, I ain’t try’na see no cops

In the Koop I ain’t try’na see no tops

Wrist game since try’na see more rocks

Strapped up like I’m try’na see more blocks

Got burr’s, I’m try’na see more flocks

Fuck a hater, they ass gon' get dropped

I gotta get dough, gotta get paid

Take a look at me, yeah bitch I’m laid

Any bitch on my dick gon' get played

Any bitch on my dick gon' get laid

Right after she get laid she get lost

At door, hop up fours and floss

Yeah I do me, I ain’t worried 'bout the cost

Don’t deal with connects, I deal with the boss

On this cocaine mafia, that Rich Porter

Cop it from the border then flush it until the side of order

Tsunami hustle, yeah we flood the block

I ain’t talking water motherfucker, watch me flood the block

Talkin' all white

Your bitch chose a nigga don’t be mad

Got pounds of that kush, 40 cal is in my bag

No matter where I’m at, I let that thing go blat

And that cocaine mafia got these niggas mad fosho

Homie it’s that cocaine mafia fosho

I could break a brick down, nigga I could break a hoe

I’m a pro, what the fuck you niggas talkin'?

Nigga everything’s a go, Montana