HENCH MAFIA

This Hench Mafia, bitch
 Get ya ass hit with the grip
 Bitch, it's Hench Mafia
 Hit a nigga with a Russian AK-47
 Bitch-ass nigga
 Bitch, it's Hench Mafia (Hench, Hench, Hench)
 I spot him, then I drop him, bruh (boom!)
 Face in the guillotine (aw, yeah), chop his head off, slice him up (come here!)
 Bitch, I always defeat, it never came down to a rival, bruh (no)
 Nice with the speech, spittin' knowledge like a Bible
 But the Lord cannot save you (no)
 Send the preacher's son to the grave too (come here!)
 Harsh, but fuck 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 niggas reckless, don't want know what they do
 Ship them rockets out here from Texas, you can tell how they shoot
 Pockets skinny, look anorexic, he forgot to eat breakfast
 Fed that nigga some Texas toast, this Texas TEC to his nose
 Embroidered Bawskee on a hoodie, not no regular clothes (no)
 And all my bitches are tens, these not no regular hoes (no)
 I blow so much dope, and boy, this not no regular smoke
 XD up in my pocket, du-du-du-du-du, and he gone (boom!)
 Ain't nothin' changed, bitch
 I still feel right when I do wrong (oh yeah)
 It's one change, just the paper, it was short, now it's long (oh yeah)
 The one witness was the neighbor, now that nosy bitch gone
 Bitch, it's Hench Mafia (Hench, Hench, Hench)
 I spot him, then I drop him, bruh (boom!)
 Face in the guillotine (aw, yeah), chop his head off, slice him up (come here!)
 Bitch, I always defeat, it never came down to a rival, bruh (no)
 Nice with the speech, spittin' knowledge like a Bible
 But the Lord cannot save you
 (But-but the Lord cannot save you)