Lyrics Mafia Sinatra - The Ghost

Mafia Sinatra - The Ghost
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Date of issue: 08.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Mafia Sinatra

I’m a Mafia Sinatra got you addicted
To these dollars
Bad bitch chasing commas
I’m a Mafia Sinatra
All my family shot callers
Don’t even make me pop my collar
I’m a Mafia Sinatra got you addicted
To these dollars
From the west to the east
Always smoking different weed
My music in these cities blowing up overseas
I just put in work
Now I’m where I want to be
Wake up roll a fatty take some acid in between
Pop out at your party
Now baby want a g
Got me counting up this cheese
Might as well just shoot a scene
Never seen a youngin
Making money like me
Crazy how I started out as 5 dollar D
I’m a Mafia Sinatra got you addicted
To these dollars
Bad bitch chasing commas
I’m a Mafia Sinatra
All my family shot callers
Don’t even make me pop my collar
I’m a Mafia Sinatra got you addicted
To these dollars
Wu Tang way I’m all about my cream
Write a single while I’m rolling up
Some tree
Diamond dust what I’m blowing in a breeze
Eye of horus always help me when I see
Third open source the energy you seek
Swimming with the fishes if you fucking with my buisness
Got the magic like I’m genie
Heard you got a couple wishes
All these songs that I’m dropping Always end up on a hit list
Put this on any where
Everybody finna get lit
I’m a Mafia Sinatra got you addicted
To these dollars
Bad bitch chasing commas
I’m a Mafia Sinatra
All my family shot callers
Don’t even make me pop my collar
I’m a Mafia Sinatra got you addicted
To these dollars
Medicated lean had to pour a four
Life a open door hit the corner store
Al Capone way I stash my dough
I’m a shotta young rasta matter fact
I’m a Mafia Sinatra
Feel the hate every time they
See me prosper
I been writing like a author
Big Meech at a concert
Smoking leafs like a mobster
Fresh suit feel my chakra
I need all 11 commas
Got the fire spitting lava
Watch her eat my kids like guava
I’m a Mafia Sinatra I’m addicted to these dollars
Make a mil then I top her
Everything we do it proper
I’m a Mafia Sinatra
I’m a Mafia Sinatra got you addicted
To these dollars
Bad bitch chasing commas
I’m a Mafia Sinatra
All my family shot callers
Don’t even make me pop my collar
I’m a Mafia Sinatra got you addicted
To these dollars

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Artist lyrics: The Ghost