Lyrics
Cold
snap
Dirty
stacks
Cleaned
that
shit
At
the
laundromat
Round
motherfucking
round
Blood
splatter
Wash
these
sins
from
my
hands
With
another
800
mil,
cash
Hit
the
secret
stash
Tint
the
windows
Cadillac
CTS
Reload
the
matrix
In
my
head
Real
or
fake
as
fuck
Let's
run
it
back
Got
my
uzi
in
my
hand
And
it
likes
to
talk
shit
They'll
be
calling
me
the
boss
They
just
don't
know
it
yet
I
got
the
whole
world
in
my
hands
Oh
yeah
I'm
feeling
so
mafia
Own
this
city
like
I'm
royal
blood
Toasting
bread
like
we're
running
guns
Now
put
on
my
song
Babe
I
turn
that
shit
up
yeah
I'm
feeling
so
mafia
Suit
so
pretty
I
could
fall
in
love
Stole
the
show
from
the
universe
Paid
off
everyone
Never
locking
me
up
Yeah
Dark
side
Mind
wipe
Midnight
ride
Keep
the
phone
on
silent
Violent
animosity
On
a
quiet
street
Said
lucky
me
Trouble
comes
in
threes
At
viper
speed
Thought
they
could
End
the
dynasty
My
dream
in
a
dream
Won't
forsake
me
Don't
fuck
with
me
Cause
revenge
is
sweet
Got
my
uzi
in
my
hand
And
it
likes
to
talk
shit
They'll
be
calling
me
the
boss
They
just
don't
know
it
yet
I
got
the
whole
world
in
my
hands
Oh
yeah
I'm
feeling
so
mafia
Own
this
city
like
I'm
royal
blood
Toasting
bread
like
we're
running
guns
Now
put
on
my
song
Babe
I
turn
that
shit
up
yeah
I'm
feeling
so
mafia
Suit
so
pretty
I
could
fall
in
love
Stole
the
show
from
the
universe
Paid
off
everyone
Never
locking
me
up
Yeah
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