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[intro: rob vicious]
shit is getting heavy now, heavy now
and the shit is getting heavy now (heavy now)
sh-r-line mafia, baby, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy)

[verse 1: rob vicious]
swear the shit is getting heavy now (work)
i’m talking money in the bank, i got some fetty now
i put the percies in my drink, you off the feta now (f-ck)
you still be crazy, f-ck you think i had to settle down (for real)
ugh, but i couldn’t start, took her with the stars
in the rain, all i see was stars, got me feeling lolly
what you say?
but i couldn’t start, took her with the stars
in the rain, all i see was stars, got me feeling lolly for real
gon’ getta hunnid, my rounds, can gettin’ no pound, no, n-gg- i don’t f-ck with you
i just hit a stain for a pound, n-gg-, break shit down, then i might come f-ck with you
sh-r-line, we untouchable
all money, like the hugstables
you know n-gg- it’s funny, i don’t f-ck with you
but i get to run a n-gg- ‘fore i bust at you, but then i might come f-ck with you
sh-r-line, we untouchable (b-tch)
you n-gg-s funny, i don’t f-ck with you
but i get to run a n-gg- ‘fore i bust at you
you, you, n-gg-, might bust at you, n-gg- ’bout to run at you

[chorus: rob vicious]
b-tch i always gotta get out, i’d been working with the work
robby out here pitching midget, i’m just f-ckin’ with the purp
but i’m always ’bout the ticket, you could get in with the bag
i need all my f-ckin’ chicken, b-tch, i get it like it’s my last, yo
b-tch i always gotta get out, i’d been working with the work
robby out here pitching midget, i’m just f-ckin’ with the purp
but i’m always ’bout the ticket, you could get in with the bag
i need all my f-ckin’ chicken, b-tch, i get it like it’s my last, yo

[verse 2: master kato]
shit ain’t ever easy, is some drama every day
and if you know me, then you know my favorite pistol 38
i said pray to god, i gotta wash off my sins off every day
we sit out here selling dope, we ain’t findin’ another way
lotta money in the safe, put away (put away)
n-gg-s chase, so i gotta get away (get away)
where i’m from, swear to god, they say, still tryna hit the block, got k (got k)
my brother got shot, i say (say), for friends, now, let’s get paid, now look at this money i made, everybody screamin’ out my name (my b-tch)

[verse 3: master kato]
this shit crazy, i’m the b-tch, and i just know it (i just know it)
that we’re so blessed to get to live to see this moment
n-gg-s say that i’d be g-ssin’ and i smokin’
i’m just tryna get her g-ssin’ out of focus

- rob vicious

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