CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Grand Hustle Mafia
Khao
Man, you know these n***as watch us, man (Real sh*t)
I said, Khao, they watchin' us, man
(Young Dro)
But they know this sh*t mafia!
They gon' love this sh*t here, man
Check, ay
Ay look!
Ain't no stoppin' us, Grand Hustle Mafia
One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya
What you know 'bout shark meat, squid and tilapia?
clock it up, I know them haters watchin' us
Grand Hustle Mafia, we way on the top of ya
Alligator dark meat, caviar, we mafia
One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya
Suckas can't copy us, I know them haters watchin' us
Ain't no stoppin' us, Grand Hustle Mafia
Mercedes coupe, I got three 6's like the Mafia
One phone call and now the morgue on top of ya
What you know 'bout shark meat, perch and tilapia?
Evеrybody watchin' us and everybody jockin' us
One don't shinе, b*t*h, everybody popular!
Pimp Squad ride hard, foreign car poppin' up
Yeah, man, we got you, bruh, Grand Hustle copier
Screens start flippin' and you know my top missin'
I got the ruler with me, n***a, 29 inches
My paint start drippin', I'm Gorilla Wood grippin'
I'm comin' down tippin', me and 3rd on a mission
Show floor Cutlass fit, Stingray engine
The pockets of the Mafia, a hundred, hundred with me
Cartier fit the 20 with my pinky, wrist chillin'
Light-headed n***as start chicka-chicka-checkin'
Man, you know these n***as watch us, man (Real sh*t)
I said, Khao, they watchin' us, man
(Young Dro)
But they know this sh*t mafia!
They gon' love this sh*t here, man
Check, ay
Ay look!
Ain't no stoppin' us, Grand Hustle Mafia
One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya
What you know 'bout shark meat, squid and tilapia?
clock it up, I know them haters watchin' us
Grand Hustle Mafia, we way on the top of ya
Alligator dark meat, caviar, we mafia
One phone call, now the morgue on top of ya
Suckas can't copy us, I know them haters watchin' us
Ain't no stoppin' us, Grand Hustle Mafia
Mercedes coupe, I got three 6's like the Mafia
One phone call and now the morgue on top of ya
What you know 'bout shark meat, perch and tilapia?
Evеrybody watchin' us and everybody jockin' us
One don't shinе, b*t*h, everybody popular!
Pimp Squad ride hard, foreign car poppin' up
Yeah, man, we got you, bruh, Grand Hustle copier
Screens start flippin' and you know my top missin'
I got the ruler with me, n***a, 29 inches
My paint start drippin', I'm Gorilla Wood grippin'
I'm comin' down tippin', me and 3rd on a mission
Show floor Cutlass fit, Stingray engine
The pockets of the Mafia, a hundred, hundred with me
Cartier fit the 20 with my pinky, wrist chillin'
Light-headed n***as start chicka-chicka-checkin'
