[Intro]
Yung Mazzy on the beat with J.R.G
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Yung Mazzy]
Can someone call the police
There's a fire in the backseat
But i can't leave the limousine
Cuz Shawty's on her knees
Listening to Yung Mazzy and J.R.G
[Verse 1: Yung Mazzy]
Your girl a five
So i call that shit Louis Wuitton
Bout to run the rap game like a corleone (Michael)
With my shawty in a new benz
New album, money, new fake friends
And my girl a ten, inspiration
For my song my flow i'm releasin
It's hard to make it hеre in sweden
Wait a yеar and your'e believing
[Chorus: Yung Mazzy]
Can someone call the police
There's a fire in the backseat
But i can't leave the limousine
Cuz Shawty's on her knees
Listening to Yung Mazzy and J.R.G
[Verse 2: J.R.G]
I'm not even a criminal but fuck the police
Sitting at home, cooking up with my G's (On the stove)
On repeat, playing my beat, she a freak
Next to the pool spread her legs like a sheet
Look at me like a meet class lesson
Came to the game like a first class blessing
Making dough from my flow is impressive (Making dough like bread)
Song to the top and soon i'm ready up
[Chorus: Yung Mazzy]
Can someone call the police
There's a fire in the backseat
But i can't leave the limousine
Cuz Shawty's on her knees
Listening to Yung Mazzy and J.R.G
[Outro: Frzzy]
Knappast kriminell men jag hatar polisen
Sitter i studion, det blir varmt som på spisen
Någon ringer upp och den blå får notisen
Säger bang, nej, Manne släppte fisen
Yung Mazzy on the beat with J.R.G
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Yung Mazzy]
Can someone call the police
There's a fire in the backseat
But i can't leave the limousine
Cuz Shawty's on her knees
Listening to Yung Mazzy and J.R.G
[Verse 1: Yung Mazzy]
Your girl a five
So i call that shit Louis Wuitton
Bout to run the rap game like a corleone (Michael)
With my shawty in a new benz
New album, money, new fake friends
And my girl a ten, inspiration
For my song my flow i'm releasin
It's hard to make it hеre in sweden
Wait a yеar and your'e believing
[Chorus: Yung Mazzy]
Can someone call the police
There's a fire in the backseat
But i can't leave the limousine
Cuz Shawty's on her knees
Listening to Yung Mazzy and J.R.G
[Verse 2: J.R.G]
I'm not even a criminal but fuck the police
Sitting at home, cooking up with my G's (On the stove)
On repeat, playing my beat, she a freak
Next to the pool spread her legs like a sheet
Look at me like a meet class lesson
Came to the game like a first class blessing
Making dough from my flow is impressive (Making dough like bread)
Song to the top and soon i'm ready up
[Chorus: Yung Mazzy]
Can someone call the police
There's a fire in the backseat
But i can't leave the limousine
Cuz Shawty's on her knees
Listening to Yung Mazzy and J.R.G
[Outro: Frzzy]
Knappast kriminell men jag hatar polisen
Sitter i studion, det blir varmt som på spisen
Någon ringer upp och den blå får notisen
Säger bang, nej, Manne släppte fisen
( Yung Mazzy & J.R.G )
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