Mafia

xCustom the things, custom the wings
I had to custom the vibe, custom the link up
Cover the back of the lab, front cover magazine
Cover your eyes, cuddled up, back of the V (Yeah)
Our chemistry, just like the trappers and fiends (Ooh)
Our misery really ain\'t nothin\' to see
I gotta travel the V, I like to travel to heat (Ooh)
Bring out a bag of the weed
Did I tell you I got my own weed? I had a lot to achieve
Blew it out and I\'m relieved, take it down, now you relieve
Rather you leave, then you go back out on me
Don\'t throw no daggers at me, you gotta shoot \'em at least
You know my Dodge supreme, I put in hours this week
Movin\' at rapid speed, like it\'s a track, we meet
We got a timeless thing, we gotta find some Zs, yeah

F#ck shit up at the club, shit tucked
We be floatin\' front to back, back to back, Bentley truck
Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck
City up, up, back to back, fold up, fold up, fold up, trust