Corleone Lyrics

Girl, Hench explained this beat

I got a 50 bag jug , straight from California

Niggas mad at me cause I came up out of that marijuana

Ex pills, percocets , Vicodins, I got em all

Come and place your order, what you need I flood tomorrow

Fuck the law, and the judge, and his kids, and his bitch

I do this shit for my young niggas, post it with them sticks

Hitting free my niggas stuck in Kirkland, doing ten

I got a 20 bag load of fruity pebbles coming in I play win

If I ever take a loss

I'm going in where your mama stay

I bring that drama where your mama lay

I got time today, play your position or you die today

Ask Desiree jus ask her, that's my hoe, she keep her 38

She won't hesitate to let you feel them bullets penetrate

Fuck a dinner date, she just want that money every day

Word is bond nigga

She call me Sensei James Bond, if she don't respond

She drinking nut like wonton, she know I'm the don

Just call me Vito , Corleone, I love my bitches foreign

When they talk, I just ignore em, bitches out of porn

I'm starting to think your life is born

I love the fast life, let's roll the dice and gamble every night

If the price is right, you get a bad bitch like Vanna White

You Can't spend the night, unless you sleeping with the rats, mice

You'll die tonight, send your shooter, he'll get sacrificed

I get heebie-jeebies from the broke bitches who say they need it

Why you speaking , bitch, back in school, you act like you ain't see me

I love bad bitches, who love bitches, just like Queen Latifah

Pass the reefer, elevate, I think I'm seeing People

These Hoes sneakin', I don't trust them call em jeepers creepers