Rico Santino - Mafioso Lyrics

I can you hit I'm like Al Capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking yeah mentos
Told her bend it over and then yeah touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I aint a hoe boy I aint a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor used to sell dope
I wrote a shell with your name on it on my kinfolk
I still got shirts with stains on it gotta keep hope
Get down with the sickness I'm a sicko I could vomit
She get slimy when she peep the wallet
All this drip on me I'm a faucet yeah
I got everything on the market
Im surfing in the mosh pit and all my dogs barking
Im so fucking high I'm out this world I'm like a martian
Pull up ten deep me my boys we just barge in
All about my business I don't bargain
Your girl out her acting like its a auction
I dont do no dancing but I'm flossing
I just pulled up to the party started bossing
I can you hit I'm like Al Capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking yeah mentos
Told her bend it over and then yeah touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I aint a hoe boy I aint a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor used to sell dope
These boys think they gangsta but they acting it huh
I just let em talk as I ash the spliff huh
I don't fall in love I'm not real passionate
Im behind scenes counting up my chips
Talking all that shit might just get you hit
I was tryna stop him but he's way to pissed
I just do my one two collect and dip
Yeah I got way too many flows it gets hard to pick
I got groupies on my dick and they tryna choose the clique
Please don't call my phone or ima decline it
You didn't start fucking with me until you found out I was this
Found out I was this
I can you hit I'm like Al Capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking yeah mentos
Told her bend it over and then yeah touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I aint a hoe boy I aint a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor used to sell dope

I can you hit I'm like Al Capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking yeah mentos
Told her bend it over and then yeah touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I aint a hoe boy I aint a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor used to sell dope
I wrote a shell with your name on it on my kinfolk
I still got shirts with stains on it gotta keep hope
Get down with the sickness I'm a sicko I could vomit
She get slimy when she peep the wallet
All this drip on me I'm a faucet yeah
I got everything on the market
Im surfing in the mosh pit and all my dogs barking
Im so fucking high I'm out this world I'm like a martian
Pull up ten deep me my boys we just barge in
All about my business I don't bargain
Your girl out her acting like its a auction
I dont do no dancing but I'm flossing
I just pulled up to the party started bossing
I can you hit I'm like Al Capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking yeah mentos
Told her bend it over and then yeah touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I aint a hoe boy I aint a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor used to sell dope
These boys think they gangsta but they acting it huh
I just let em talk as I ash the spliff huh
I don't fall in love I'm not real passionate
Im behind scenes counting up my chips
Talking all that shit might just get you hit
I was tryna stop him but he's way to pissed
I just do my one two collect and dip
Yeah I got way too many flows it gets hard to pick
I got groupies on my dick and they tryna choose the clique
Please don't call my phone or ima decline it
You didn't start fucking with me until you found out I was this
Found out I was this
I can you hit I'm like Al Capone
I got old bread homie and its growing mold
Style fresher then some fucking yeah mentos
Told her bend it over and then yeah touch her toes
Run up in the fucking spot going beast mode
I play in the game of thrones better watch your throat
Ask my mom I aint a hoe boy I aint a joke
I used to sleep up on the floor used to sell dope