lirik lagu wrld tour mafia - final 4
[intro]
(crackhouse)
yeah, crackhouse, what up, n~gga? wrld tour the mob, n~gga
[verse 1]
i’m off so many drugs, i can’t even think straight
b~tch, hit the road for me, that’s like a free sweepstakes
remember days ain’t have a plate and every day can’t eat steak
told that b~tch count up this dog sh~t, she instantly faint
that b~tch a goofy, what’s the price i’m paying for that coochie?
dub in my ksubis, drunk my cup too fast, i’m in here woozy
lately i’ve been at the trap feeling like f~ck some music
but my fans told me to rap, i guess i gotta do it
i can hit you with a bag, my n~gga, can you move it?
still get the highs for a gram out in chattanooga
the way a n~gga buy up drip, they think i got a booster
they ask how rizzy never talk? that’s ’cause that boy’ll shoot ya
tattoo them boys gon’ act a fool in this b~tch like luda
check just cleared for a thirty, i’m like hallelujah
i’m the one, that’s a fact, don’t believe the rumors
five hundred billion, that’s a ticket, feel like [?]
i’ve been stayin’ low and stackin’ chips, i don’t never ask for sh~t
i get mad and start packin’ sh~t, lil’ n~gga, don’t lack again
lame~ass n~ggas keep cliquing up, sh~t, that’s cool, get a package deal
sh~t i rock be rare as f~ck, might as well not even ask again
now we tour in real life, f~ck all this rapping sh~t
nah, i still get it off the road, i ain’t even gotta rap again
i was gift~card trafficking, turnin’ rackies in, goin’ back again
you gon’ beat her ass, every time you do, she let me slam again
i don’t never cap, but paid a stack for chrome heart hats and sh~t
[verse 2: daemoney]
amiri on the jacket, this b~tch one~of~one, can’t shop at saks for this
boy, check your facts on this, the way i was raised, see the bag, put a tax on it
i don’t check tags and sh~t, i’m like a thief, just walk in sn~tchin’ sh~t
i’m known around the globe, still get a bag, can’t put my face on it
five~hundred~dollar cap, i ain’t even had to go put no snake on it
i had to grow up, n~gga, i don’t chase money, i make money
switch with a 50, that b~tch’ll literally come shake somethin’
hear the engine a block away, n~ggas know that that snake comin’
rtas size twenty~eight, you can tell all this d~mn cake on me
my lil’ n~gga keep toastin’ somethin’, turn your ass to an easy~bake oven
i was seventeen with a fake ‘d, i was state~to~state, i ain’t mclovin
[verse 3]
wasn’t none of this sh~t given, lil’ n~gga, i had to go take it
i was bullying sh~t and caught four cases, i’m off papers right now, sh~t still shakin’
and how the f~ck they count us out? man, this sh~t don’t make no sense
we play offense on the opps and they don’t play no good defense
i ain’t spent that on my cup, probably spent that on my b~tch
me and slit just politickin’ ’bout which rollies we gon’ get
lately don’t need no extra clips, got the monkey nuts on that b~tch
it’s the [?], i don’t give a f~ck about who switch
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