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[Intro: Babyface Ray] Are you in the mafia? (OhYeaChris) Am I in the what? Whatever you want to call it, organized crime Now my niggas be lit now I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up [Verse 1: Babyface Ray] Chi Cino like fam' (Yeah), game, that's my man We made it from doin' bad, graduated from middle man (Boy) I know a hit town that's killing your lil' scams We can get your bitch on sprinter and [?] Spent the drank on Amiris, spent a seal for the pants (Damn) Probably never know how I feel with the bands Yeah, I'm a rap star in the field with my mans Look, I can stop now and I still be ahead I got a holiday in Miami (Yop) The trap twenty-four, so my boy doin' ebbies Learn how to put the work in a baggie (Learn how) I'd meet you halfway, meaning six and [?] I ain't stuntin', but I'm workin' like my daddy I know a bad bitch who be workin' if you got it Rest in peace Snoop, got it tatted (Got it tatted) I feel like I done touched more since I got it [Chorus: Ace Cino] Weed smoke, now this money bomin' rapidly (Bomin' rapidly) My nigga out in Bali, send him, all I need is the addy All these sticks on us like we went camping (Like we in the woods) You can tell when a bum-ass nigga never had shit Met that ho, she callin' me daddy (Real story) Ten thousand beans in the whip the only time I feel childish [?] blow a stout in an addy The damn stash so good, I forgot I even had 'em [Verse 2: Ace Cino] Me and Raid like fans, bitch, we been locked in (Yup) Still keep the purple, bumping urkies to the head (Wrong way) Free my nigga Peezy 'til they let him out the feds I just made a bubble bands 'fore I got up out the bed Chi Chi hustled everywhere, bitch, I'm good with my hands Brodie keep the hammer, ain't no motherfuckin' sledge (Ain't no fuckin' sledge) Dame pulled up to my brib with some reg' Called up unc', tell him I need some more meds Said all I need is the addy (That's all I need) I got niggas out of town with more dog food than Shaggy And they keep some white girl like Talon (For sure) Y'all niggas are for the show like Jimmy Gave a half a Perc' to his bitch, now she gettin' nasty Police chase us over, fans was watching us, we was in the alley (Gone) You wanna be an opp? It's up like the attic I'm the type to go and get it, you the type keep lookin' at it [Chorus: Ace Cino] Weed smoke, now this money bomin' rapidly (Bomin' rapidly) My nigga out in Bali, send him, all I need is the addy All these sticks on us like we went camping (Like we in the woods) You can tell when a bum-ass nigga never had shit Met that ho, she callin' me daddy (Real story) Ten thousand beans in the whip the only time I feel childish [?] blow a stout in an addy The damn stash so good, I forgot I even had 'em [Outro] Are you in the mafia? Am I in the what? Whatever you want to call it, organized crime I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up It's a stereotype, and it's offensive And you're the last one that ever wants to perpetuate it
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- Babyface Ray
- Ace Cino