MAZZI

Stacks Racks Don't make me pull out the guap Bitches I get em a lot Pull out a lot Stacks They never thought I'd run up a check Took it personal Thought I'd be miserable Run up a check my new bitch is a miracle I blew a bag Run up a check Foreign spec Masera ra ra F*ck up the check she love Coco Chanel (A lot) Go Speed Speed Mazzi Baby I pull out the guap Blanco take it easy now I can't be scared of none of your shooters Cuz your mans like Shaq from 3 point So many opps and none of them dead You might as well be boys My bitches bad and they bout to dance Cuz I get these bands that's why I get these bands that's why I get these bands that's why Hop out the foreign like Fivi And we bout to go viral I know some niggas that was popping before But they ain't popped in a while I feel like all of your bitches named karma Cuz all em keep coming around (Coco Chanel) Came in the party then boy better know that we shutting it down Pull up Pop off Bang Bang Gucci down Dapper Dan Shouldn't have crossed us Shouldn't have crossed us Nah Bad Bad Snatched but her back is obese Fat Freak Monster mode Mode Freaks! I drop a load on her face It still end up deep in her throat Streets cold Everything ice I wish a nigga try to take it for free Then he pay the price It's hot on the block She came up, Cartier ice Ice Whip that Yayo Yayo Yay Stacks Racks Don't make me pull out the guap Bitches I get em a lot Pull out a lot Stacks They never thought I'd run up a check Took it personal Thought I'd be miserable Run up a check my new bitch is a miracle I blew a bag Run up a check Foreign spec Masera ra ra F*ck up the check she love Coco Chanel (A lot) Go Speed Speed Mazzi Bad Bad Snatched but her back is obese Fat Freak Monster mode Mode I drop a load on her face It still end up deep in her throat