Mobster Dinner Mayalino (Ft. Pusha T)

[Intro: Mayalino]
Let's go, huh
We gon swerve it out on this one you know what I'm saying
Swag it out on this bitch!
You pull up [big estate house?]
[?]
Eating mother fuckin chilean sea-bass on them niggas
We ain't talking [?] either, you know what I'm saying?
We at the palm home boy
Uh, yeah

[Verse 1: Mayalino]
The paper game Oprah, phantom of the operas
Currency face green, her white face coca
Kitchen with an apron, chicken noodle sopa
Python lock Jake the Snake big cobra
Peel out [doug bell the win out?]
I do it for the homies in the hood that can't get out
Life without parole mother fuckas don't get out
Rick Flair of the coke til the baking soda spill out
A-Wax Desert eagle blew your whole whip out
Million dollar chef, [mill?] skinny hoes pig out
Got a black hoodie on with a white mask on
Mike Jackson with the glove on gleam
I beat the case with the gloves I [lay?]
I make that mayweather money [with cain?]
We just Louis through the summer, Gucci through the winter
When you rubber band the money, it's gonna make you a believer
When spend the root of evil, it's gonna make all of us sinners
Ace of spades having mobster dinner
Pearl powder with the fish scale make me a winner
Entertain the colosseum like that spartan killer
I'm the reason why the strippers carry purse umbrellas
22 for the keys call that birdman special
Hundred grand on the wrist i wear
Fifty grand gon pierce my ear
Ball hard with the jays I wear, yeah