MAZZA

(Shit, yeah) Jesus Christ (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Mazzalean (Mazzalean) When I'm pullin' up, muddy dungarees (muddy) Ayy, make the place look like a murder scene (murder) Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend (money, yeah) Suicidal tendencies, what's up man? Feel like I'm down I say, "What's up?" Way too, way too, way too gully, give me money (give me it all) Cannot trust me, no one ever fucking buss me change (Buss me, buss me, buss me, buss me, buss me) Look how shit changed Feeling like these drugs made me better than I was But I never felt love before the drugs So now I say, "What's up, what's up, what's up, what's up?" Say what's up? Feel to revert to my old ways Cricket tickets, wraps of cocaine Sticky fingers, shoplifters We got tools like Homebase Lift a finger, dug his own grave (yeah) Same, same with the same name (yeah) Closed case, red wine, no rose Do genocide for the whole gang You're telling lies, now I'm energized I'm more precise Walk in, made a Big Bang Propane with a Roxanne Gin and tonic, I'm a bigger topic (yeah) Bigger pocket, can't close my wallet Quicker blottin like my name's Sonic Glass homes, we stone chuckin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Mazzalean (Mazzalean) When I'm pullin' up, muddy dungarees (muddy) Ayy, make the place look like a murder scene (murder) Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend Ayy, make the place look like a murder scene Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend Olive, body shaped like a bottle Popeye off of spinach Pop a model 'till she waddle Dropping Tyler off, damn Light a flame, toss a Molotov Drop it off then I Mazel Tov Pop a whole god dang champagne bottle cork Still might find me in a mosh pit And I still ain't even corporate Walked in with who I worked with (yeah, yeah) Yeah, run up on you while you joggin' Make you listen to my Walkman Mixtape shit stream never seen make a whole boat sink (listen, bitch) Watch all the hoes pay attention when I walk in Stroll in like an old man Like I popped like four Xans Niggas acting like close friends Fam, don't even know mans (naw) Tell the kids I'm a grown man Pop two step, slow dance (dance) Uh (woo, woo, woo, woo) Got jokes uptown Harlem World New York like I'm Pop Smoke Ridin' 'round in the drop Rolls Watching rats in the pot roast Finger polish with the top coat The bottom platinum but the top gold Bling bling, that's barcode Ring ring,that's a smartphone Beep beep, there your heart go Slowthai, here your part go (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Mazzalean (Mazzalean) When I'm pullin' up, muddy dungarees (muddy) Ayy, make the place look like a murder scene (murder) Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend (money, yeah) (Different goals) (On the street) (Play different roles)