408 MAFIA - For You

Yeah
Hey, my brother Babak he cooking up
He in the chair right now
He just got out of that brand new Mercedes
On the highway going 180, yeah
It's that new speed and you ain't ever seen it
Baby, he going to cook that beat up
Just right now
He going to do that shit you've never seen
Just right now
And when I pull it out you're going to say whoah
Just right now
And when I fuck you in your fucking throat whoah
Just right now
He going to cook it up just right now for you
And when we do it right, you know you're going to scream loud
In that pussy so tight, man I could feel you
I felt you, I felt you
I just took a molly pill, I could feel it coming in
I just talked to God, man I hope he forgive my brother now
I just went crazy in the trap, I'm popping all this shit
We going to let it spray, we going to have to get you
Yeah I got my fucking bros and they ain't messing with no hoes
Yeah you know that that's fosho when you pull up to my shows
And we're making all the dough, I ain't fucking with no hoes
And you know I'm doing the most baby
Yeah, we on a whole other level
I'm on a whole other level
Me and Dylan, we just mobbing, yeah
408 we just mobbing
They ain't going to stand with us, they ain't got stamina
They know we rapping our asses off
Mobbing in Bentleys we got the little jelly, you know they got their little asses out
He going to cook it up just right now for you
And when we do it right, you know you're going to scream loud
In that pussy so tight, man I could feel you
I felt you, I felt you
Hold up, this bitch she sucking the click and she fucking the whole crew
You can see my diamonds when they bust on my fucking right wrist
Hey, he got that new money that new new money
Hey, on his wrist it's going crazy right now
Dylan got the strap, yeah
Dylan got the Mac, yeah
Dylan fuck your hoe, yeah
Dylan fuck your bitch, yeah
Dylan pull up with the stick, he letting that shit rip, yeah
Dylan going to fart in the car, let that fucking rip
Yeah, you be dropping shit that sound so fucking cute
Me and Babak go hard, yeah thats all we fucking do
Yeah, slanging this shit raw, you know I'm going to bust in you, yeah
Put you in my car, that's when I'm going to fuck on you
He going to cook it up just right now for you
And when we do it right, you know you're going to scream loud
In that pussy so tight, man I could feel you
I felt you, I felt you

Written by:
Babak Thoven, Dylan Boozi

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