[Intro: Juicy J]
Mafia
Trippy vibes nigga
Shut the fuck up
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I'm in the club throwin' bread with my savages
Got this lil' bitch on some ratchet shit
This ain't no accident, bitch you been havin' that
I keep that thing on the passenger
I'm in the club throwin' bread with my savages
Got this lil' bitch on some ratchet shit
This ain't no accident, she know I'm havin' it
Now this lil' bitch in my passenger
I'm in the trap blowin' dope with the savages
You need a pound if you matchin' it
That's how you smoke when you havin' it
3.5 in every joint that I be passin'
I'm in the trap pourin' drink with the savages
2 pints or better imagine it
That ain't no drink, you ain't havin' it
Can't finesse me nigga, I ain't havin' it
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
What it is? What it do?
She gotta fuck the whole crew
My bitch ain't a Christian
But I keep her in the Loub's
Don't try to walk in my shoes
Like the rest of these fools
You can't do what I do
You might end up on the news
In the club with them savages
We come from movin' them packages
In the hood they be clappin' shit
Bitch I invented the ratchet shit
We on that trappin' shit
We on that rappin' shit, niggas be mad 'cause we havin' it
Could find me posted with the baddest bitch
She gon' go and get her badder bitch
Pass it to my youngin', look at that assist
Smokin' that gas I ain't passin' it
Keep one on me, I ain't with the lackin' shit
How you trappin', you ain't even packin' shit
This chopper won't but the MAC'll fit
You ain't killin' shit, you ain't whackin' shit
Get the fuck on with that actin' shit
Get my pimpin' on, I'll smack a bitch
Mafia
Trippy vibes nigga
Shut the fuck up
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I'm in the club throwin' bread with my savages
Got this lil' bitch on some ratchet shit
This ain't no accident, bitch you been havin' that
I keep that thing on the passenger
I'm in the club throwin' bread with my savages
Got this lil' bitch on some ratchet shit
This ain't no accident, she know I'm havin' it
Now this lil' bitch in my passenger
I'm in the trap blowin' dope with the savages
You need a pound if you matchin' it
That's how you smoke when you havin' it
3.5 in every joint that I be passin'
I'm in the trap pourin' drink with the savages
2 pints or better imagine it
That ain't no drink, you ain't havin' it
Can't finesse me nigga, I ain't havin' it
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
What it is? What it do?
She gotta fuck the whole crew
My bitch ain't a Christian
But I keep her in the Loub's
Don't try to walk in my shoes
Like the rest of these fools
You can't do what I do
You might end up on the news
In the club with them savages
We come from movin' them packages
In the hood they be clappin' shit
Bitch I invented the ratchet shit
We on that trappin' shit
We on that rappin' shit, niggas be mad 'cause we havin' it
Could find me posted with the baddest bitch
She gon' go and get her badder bitch
Pass it to my youngin', look at that assist
Smokin' that gas I ain't passin' it
Keep one on me, I ain't with the lackin' shit
How you trappin', you ain't even packin' shit
This chopper won't but the MAC'll fit
You ain't killin' shit, you ain't whackin' shit
Get the fuck on with that actin' shit
Get my pimpin' on, I'll smack a bitch
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