Carry on

Secret Mafia you bitch you

We out here and y'all know we on that

Hop out the ride then push yo dime back

We got that doggy

with no hands you'll get smacked

Feeling froggy

Feel free to come get y'all lick back

Like I said before

When it's on its on(yo)

Mane this beef shit will never stop

Until y'all all gone(hoe)

If you ain't droppin a low

Quit callin my phone(hoe)

Y'all should've left us alone

Now you bout to be left alone(yo)

In the process of this shit

We still getting our prophets bitch(yeah)

Loggo you been my bitch

Keep makin my money trick(yeah)

You know I get ignorant(you know it)

Whip out on ya whole set

Make a sucka do a back flip

40 cal(what?)

Make ya spin

Caught him in the shoulder(what?)

I was aiming for his chin(oh)

Showin my golds as I grin

Secret Mafia bitch

Until we meet again(woooo)

We get the money then get back(yeah)

Them hoe ass niggas don't like that(nope)

Kept on sockin on

Rita she wouldn't even fight back(nope)

Swollen ass face

Got a mirror she don't want to look at(woooo)

Doggy on deck(yeah)

Here, little dude tell ya uncle

The shit so bad over here

I see why y'all fumble(mane)

Meet us by the last garbage

By the tunnel(back there)

We got that good puppy chow

And that a 1 yola(uh huh)

So holla at us(uh huh)

If you thirsty for that coca cola

It's good as shit too

We might be sold out

You bitch you

Come back and holla(yes)

You ain't gone have no issues(nope)

Give a sample out

Wrap it up in this tissue(huh)

Yeah ain't no more west side bloopers

It's secret Mafia now

We runnin thangs over here now

So whatever ya need come to us we got you

Don't try no faulty shit we won't drop you

(Hahahaha Bars)