slimesito - good fellas lyrics
[intro]
yeah
(don’t play with him)
on gang
(welcome to clayton county aka. jurassic park)
fifty
sito, sito, sito
[chorus]
my n+ggas whacking sh+t like good fellas
my b+tch having bricks just like griselda
rsg, my n+ggas down for whatever
in the trenches and i’m toting the vector
shooting at your scene just like a director
heard these n+ggas they want pressure
popped a n+gga now his ass on the stretcher
smoking za up in the backwood vanilla
thirty on me i ain’t toting nothing lesser
mac 11 with a compressor, aye
plug related and that sh+t from my mother
fifty kilos that i got from augusta
robbed a n+gga, he went out like a sucker
snitching n+gga man thеse folks under cover
free my primo [?] know hе my blooder
mafioso man this sh+t like no other
[verse]
in a mansion but i came from the gutter
serving n+ggas out in tucker
my life a movie man this sh+t like casino
i’m in the mafia, i’m tight with gambino
i got a plug and he from [?]
a lot of bricks and i ain’t talking poquito
been up in the streets since i was [?]
federales tryna’ give me a rico
police hot as f+ck, i gotta’ move [?]
got a shooter and he from puerto rico
foreign b+tch and she gon’ f+ck for a visa
cold [?] frio
my dad was trapping, catching plays off a beeper
my chopper dirty and it’s spitting that [?]
in columbia, i’m trapping like pablo
need my money and i need it [?]
mafioso man this sh+t like soprano’s
in the kitchen and that hoe cocinado
jefe sito but they calling me blanco
jefe sito cause’ i move like a capo
all my n+ggas they gon’ get to the plata
i’m talking money, you ain’t talking about nada
foreign b+tch and she look just like rihanna
in the trenches trapping through the semana
[chorus]
my n+ggas whacking sh+t like good fellas
my b+tch having bricks just like griselda
rsg, my n+ggas down for whatever
in the trenches and i’m toting the vector
shooting at your scene just like a director
heard these n+ggas they want pressure
popped a n+gga now his ass on the stretcher
smoking za up in the backwood vanilla
thirty on me i ain’t toting nothing lesser
mac 11 with a compressor, aye
plug related and that sh+t from my mother
fifty kilos that i got from augusta
robbed a n+gga, he went out like a sucker
snitching n+gga man these folks under cover
free my primo [?] know he my blooder
mafioso man this sh+t like no other
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