[Intro: Louie Ray]
(313 Mafia)
Alright
Alright, alright
(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)
Yeah
[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
Another body drop, it's fentanyl
You niggas iced up and quiet, we been makin' all the noise
From the guns to the cars, we been droppin' all the toys
More money make me stronger, this shit damn near steroids
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Day-to-day, I been makin' plays, I'm so committed
She gon' blow the balls down before we fuck, that's her religion
Okay, I'm goin' hard, stretch the pussy out no physician
Blow his head off from six feet away, that's social distance
[Verse 3: Baby Money]
The crib big, but I'm cookin' up work in brodie kitchen
Headshot or I kill your whole family, it's your decision
Three to the head, three to the body for gang, they know wе did it
The charm twenty, but the Rolliе was plain, cost me a chicken
[Verse 4: Louie Ray]
Ain't gotta say that shit no more, they know we winnin', okay
And I might still fuck her raw, I'm open with it
Niggas sick and they can't even tell you why, they COVID victims
Auntie lost everything, she had the crack, I know the victims
Diors was six thousand in the case, I'm tryna get 'em
I'm jumpin' out the car in traffic, all that, I'm tryna hit 'em
(313 Mafia)
Alright
Alright, alright
(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)
Yeah
[Verse 1: Louie Ray]
Another body drop, it's fentanyl
You niggas iced up and quiet, we been makin' all the noise
From the guns to the cars, we been droppin' all the toys
More money make me stronger, this shit damn near steroids
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Day-to-day, I been makin' plays, I'm so committed
She gon' blow the balls down before we fuck, that's her religion
Okay, I'm goin' hard, stretch the pussy out no physician
Blow his head off from six feet away, that's social distance
[Verse 3: Baby Money]
The crib big, but I'm cookin' up work in brodie kitchen
Headshot or I kill your whole family, it's your decision
Three to the head, three to the body for gang, they know wе did it
The charm twenty, but the Rolliе was plain, cost me a chicken
[Verse 4: Louie Ray]
Ain't gotta say that shit no more, they know we winnin', okay
And I might still fuck her raw, I'm open with it
Niggas sick and they can't even tell you why, they COVID victims
Auntie lost everything, she had the crack, I know the victims
Diors was six thousand in the case, I'm tryna get 'em
I'm jumpin' out the car in traffic, all that, I'm tryna hit 'em
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