Good Fellas

Lyrics

[Intro] (313 Mafia) (Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard) [Verse 1: YSR Gramz & The Godfather] I ain't never switched up on my niggas, a lot of these niggas jump ship I can't even take my niggas no where, they on dumb shit Bitch you want a nigga with some money, you on bum shit You ain't got a dollar to your name, how you up bitch? You fucked up the same broke nigga, now you stuck with em You been on everybody team, boy you JR Smith She been on everybody dick, I know you hate your bitch Now a days everybody rap, let me talk my shit You ever see the Glock get to shooting like it got a switch? You ever seen a nigga run up twenty and its all legit? I ain't even wanna drop a kit, but I droppеd a kit I ain't even wanna fuck your bitch, but I fucked your bitch Ay, ay I'm a smooth criminal You gеt sent to the store, I'm a whole General I'm the type to talk crazy on a fucking interlude (You know what the fuck goin' on nigga) We finna send a whole lotta shots when we run into you [Verse 2: The GodFather] Thought you seen me but you don't, think we playing peekaboo Hundred rounds on a drake, it look like an intertube Lil bitch just sent his drop, can't wait to get to you Boy you ain't never bust that Glock, what you finna do? Me and Gramz we chillin in the kitchen, we just hittin food You ain't never hit a nigga up top he lookin' like a noodle A vegetable, his momma cryin she don't wanna pull it Thats what you get for niggas thinkin they some fuckin bullies I never take one from up top, I pull it this bitch shootin The Godfather, but nigga this ain't no fuckin movie Extorting niggas out that pape, you can get to moving Don't ever try me in the streets, told you this more than music I ain't wanna smoke your mans, shit I had to do it Don't ever gotta heat check, this bitch came with the coolant From the Bronx to Flint town, we can get it to you You say you active in this bitch, you gotta prove it to me [Outro] (Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)