$T1NKY Lyrics

BLOKKA $OLO

I run with mafiosos
Trap niggas all on my payroll
Stinky kush all in my blunt foe
Bluefaces what they here fo
Wet em’ up, turn em blunts
Turn em runts like he supposed to be
Blew the nigga down cause the nigga stood too close to me
Line a nigga up like a motherfukin’ coca leaf
Put em in my Swisher like the motherfuckin’ broccoli
Nigga do not ask, that’s the bag and they fumbled it
Gave these niggas time to run the city and they stumbled it
I just hit the booth, I do a cool dance then my monеy hit
Then I see your man up at his job
Oh yeah i’m lovin’ it
223’s and 1,2,3,4,5’s up in the buckеt bitch
Heard your nigga died, bitch again? That’s a bucket list
I was in my Grandma’s house up on the fuckin’ oven bitch
Then I started rapping bout this shit, these bitches lovin’ it
Float like Houdini or a genie when i’m smokin’ shit
I fucked that nigga on the price without a Trojan, bitch
You know the game and roll the dice? you ain’t no player, bitch
Fake it til you make it, that ain’t on no player shit
Bitch
I run with mafiosos
Trap niggas all on my payroll
Stinky kush all in my blunt foe
Bluefaces what they here fo
Bitch
I run with mafiosos
Trap niggas all on my payroll
Stinky kush all in my blunt foe
Bluefaces what they here fo
I run with mafiosos
Trap niggas all on my payroll
Stinky kush all in my blunt foe
Bluefaces what they here fo