HENCH MAFIA (Explicit)

作曲 : Frank Childress/Divjot Anand

作詞 : Frank Childress/Divjot Anand

This Hench Mafia, *****

Get yo' ass hit with the grip

*****, it's Hench Mafia

Hit a ***** with a russian AK-47

*****-ass *****s

*****, it's Hench Mafia, spot him, then I drop him, bruh

Face in the guillotine, chop his head, I slice him up (C'mere)

*****, I always defeat, it never came down to a rival, bruh

Nice with the speech, spittin' knowledge like a Bible

But the lord cannot save you

Send the preacher's son to the grave too

Harsh, but **** it, pop told me to smoke 'em if them boys play you

If they snitchin', I choke 'em, get hit for tryna say who

Them Hench Mafia *****s reckless, don't want know what they do

Ship them rockets out here from Texas,

You can tell how they shoot

Pockets skinny, look at him REST, he forgot to eat breakfast

Fed that ***** some Texas toast, this Texas TEC to his nose

Embroidered Bawskee on a hoodie, not no regular clothes

And all my ******* are 10s, these not no regular hoes

I blow so much ****, and boy, this not no regular smoke

XD up in my pocket, "Du-du-du-du-du" and he gone

Ain't nothin' changed, *****,

I still feel right when I do wrong

It's one change, just the paper, it was short, now it's long

The one witness was the neighbor, now that nosy ***** gone

*****, it's Hench Mafia, spot him, then I drop him, bruh

Face in the guillotine, chop his head, I slice him up (C'mere)

*****, I always defeat, it never came down to a rival, bruh

Nice with the speech, spittin' knowledge like a Bible

But the lord cannot save you

But-but the lord cannot save you