[Intro]
(808 Mafia)
[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
I got his bitch in the car and she's suckin'
I'm packin' that thing, I ain't doin' no runnin'
I'm whippin' that crack in the kitchen, it's bubblin'
His money real low, he on twitter, he subbin'
Jumped over these niggas, it wasn't a hurdle
My money on hare and your money on turtles
I pop me a Perc and it's blue like a Squirtle
I move with the drugs, run the pot like a circle
I'm stickin' my dick in her mouth in the bathroom stall
Bitches like Pokémon, I gotta catch 'em all
White boys keep callin' my phone for that Adderall
Ask me where the bitches, I tell you "You got 'еm all"
I'm sellin' crack on the corner, likе lemonade
I bring your bitch in the room and I desecrate
Run up on me, I put you in an early grave
Finna blow up on these niggas, like hand grenades
You thought you was down, but you just an affiliate
I put a Perc in the blunt, are you feelin' it?
Niggas be waitin' on me to fall
I guess 'cause niggas be talkin' 'bout guns and all
I'm all the mall ballin' hard with no basketball
He hit my line for the work and I tax him
I'm movin' that black or that white, Michael Jackson
I'm fuckin' two bitches, I'm makin' them swap
All this ice make it hard to tell time on my watch
I pick up your bitch in a Benz and her jaw drop
We movin' the rock on the block like it's hop scotch
She get on all fours and I'm puttin' my feet up
We be switchin' the loud with [?]
Her boyfriend suspicious 'cause I leave the seat up
[?] got no [?] so you don't wanna leave it up
I really be with that stick, like a hockey pucks
Said he was good with the gas, he ain't do enough
I pour two lines of that drank in my beverage
These hollow tips rip through his vest and they haemorrhage
All of these ho's on my cock when I walk in
Run up on me, you walk out in a coffin
You said he was bald, I just seen him walkin'
If you get in front, please don't do no talkin'
I'm doin' me, like I masturbate
I do not mean to exaggerate
But my dick made her asphyxiate
This dick knock a bitch in another dimension
Outside on the Percs, [?] suspension
You throwin' a show, that's a pussy convention
I got a Bape hat, make it count, it got racks in it
Niggas be sayin' they dark, they adopted it
Just saw a British nigga, he was like "Cheerio"
I put a hole in a nigga, like Cheerio
We sippin' Don Julio, you sippin' Tito
Got wee-wax and moon rocks, blood and burrito
My plug is a Mexican, he call me mijo
Good prices on weed and great prices on gringo
Ran off the plug, he can't find me, I'm Nemo
(808 Mafia)
[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
I got his bitch in the car and she's suckin'
I'm packin' that thing, I ain't doin' no runnin'
I'm whippin' that crack in the kitchen, it's bubblin'
His money real low, he on twitter, he subbin'
Jumped over these niggas, it wasn't a hurdle
My money on hare and your money on turtles
I pop me a Perc and it's blue like a Squirtle
I move with the drugs, run the pot like a circle
I'm stickin' my dick in her mouth in the bathroom stall
Bitches like Pokémon, I gotta catch 'em all
White boys keep callin' my phone for that Adderall
Ask me where the bitches, I tell you "You got 'еm all"
I'm sellin' crack on the corner, likе lemonade
I bring your bitch in the room and I desecrate
Run up on me, I put you in an early grave
Finna blow up on these niggas, like hand grenades
You thought you was down, but you just an affiliate
I put a Perc in the blunt, are you feelin' it?
Niggas be waitin' on me to fall
I guess 'cause niggas be talkin' 'bout guns and all
I'm all the mall ballin' hard with no basketball
He hit my line for the work and I tax him
I'm movin' that black or that white, Michael Jackson
I'm fuckin' two bitches, I'm makin' them swap
All this ice make it hard to tell time on my watch
I pick up your bitch in a Benz and her jaw drop
We movin' the rock on the block like it's hop scotch
She get on all fours and I'm puttin' my feet up
We be switchin' the loud with [?]
Her boyfriend suspicious 'cause I leave the seat up
[?] got no [?] so you don't wanna leave it up
I really be with that stick, like a hockey pucks
Said he was good with the gas, he ain't do enough
I pour two lines of that drank in my beverage
These hollow tips rip through his vest and they haemorrhage
All of these ho's on my cock when I walk in
Run up on me, you walk out in a coffin
You said he was bald, I just seen him walkin'
If you get in front, please don't do no talkin'
I'm doin' me, like I masturbate
I do not mean to exaggerate
But my dick made her asphyxiate
This dick knock a bitch in another dimension
Outside on the Percs, [?] suspension
You throwin' a show, that's a pussy convention
I got a Bape hat, make it count, it got racks in it
Niggas be sayin' they dark, they adopted it
Just saw a British nigga, he was like "Cheerio"
I put a hole in a nigga, like Cheerio
We sippin' Don Julio, you sippin' Tito
Got wee-wax and moon rocks, blood and burrito
My plug is a Mexican, he call me mijo
Good prices on weed and great prices on gringo
Ran off the plug, he can't find me, I'm Nemo
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