Mafia Way

Lyrics

[Intro] (J, this shit too crazy) Thank you, [?] I appreciate you, man [Verse] This beat hard as hell, J X L A N, I appreciate it You can see my name on my chain, it's abbreviated (KQ) Gave my ex-bitch the world, she ain't appreciate it Still screamin' "Free my uncle", he incarcerated (Free him) Gotta keep a pistol around, I'm well protected (Glock) The whole city fuck with me, I'm well respected And I just bought a QP from Well Connected (Fire) You keep sayin' that you got the plug, you not connected (Capper) You ain't got shit for sale Word through the grapevine that you work at Taco Bеll (The fuck?) Like, how in the hеll? (How?) You say you doin' this and that, but you really work a nine to five (Slavin') Went to the weed man and tried to cop a fire That nigga laughed at you and told you he only got dimes But you ain't have the other bill My plug said he got Xannies, I need the other pills (Percs) Told my bitch, "Don't scam", you need to go to work Your bitch broke as hell, she on Instagram tryna twerk And she got an OnlyFans I'm finna throw a meet and greet, I'm invitin' all my fans (Come on) The only time you can see me With all this damn ice on, even Stevie can see me And that nigga blind Just scammed a nigga for the rest of his money, now he cryin' Fucked a white bitch, he asked me, "You know BabyTron?" I'm in the car right now, ridin' with a baby nine (A pistol) This bitch just tried to tell me I'm not Kasher Quon Like, how you gon' tell me that I'm not (How you gon' tell me?) You can just go to my Instagram and see You want me on your song, then I'ma need a fee That's like fifteen hundred I just loaded up and got fifteen numbers Started rappin' when I was eight, that's fifteen summers But if you do the math, I just told you how old I was Just walked up to this bad bitch and said "How old you is?" Like, do you got a man or do you got some kids? Took a loss on 7K and I took it to the chin Couldn't make it to the bedroom, I fucked her in the den (Right here) Hi-Tech and water, only thing in my fridge Took her to the crib and she swallowed all my kids You a dead beat, you don't take care of your kids So I'ma step into they life and I'ma be the bigger man That mean I'm fuckin' your baby mama She asked me for a band, I gave it to her without a problem [Outro] Here, man, 'cause you not takin' care of your fuckin' kids, so I'ma step into they life and I'ma be the bigger man Ayy, keep that on the song And keep that, keep that on the song And keep this too That's fire right there