MAZZA - slowthai, A$AP Rocky

Yeah, yeah

Jesus Christ

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Huh, huh, huh, huh)

Mazzalean (Mazzalean)

When I'm pulling up, muddy dungarees (Yeah, huh?)

Make the place look like a murder scene (Murder)

Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend (Money, yeah)

Suicidal tendencies, what's up, man?

(Bang, bang)

Feel like I'm down, I say, "What's up?"

Way too, way too, way too gully, give me money (Give me it all)

Cannot trust me, no one ever fuckin' buss me change

(Buss me, buss me, buss me, buss me, buss me)

Look how shit changed

Feeling like these drugs made me better than I was

But I never felt love before the drugs

So, now I say, "What's up? What's up? What's up?"

"What's up? What's up? What's up?"

Say, "What's up?"

Feel to revert to my old ways

Cricket tickets, wraps of cocaine

Sticky fingers, shoplifters

We got tools like Homebase

Lift a finger, dug his own grave (Yeah)

Same, same with the same name (Yeah)

Closed case, red wine, no rosé

Do genocide for the whole gang (Gang, gang)

You're telling lies, now I'm energised, I'm more precise

Walk in, made a Big Bang (Yeah)

Propane with the Roxanne (Brr)

Gin and tonic, I'm a bigger topic (Yeah)

Bigger pocket, can't close my wallet (Blah)

Quicker blotting, like my name's Sonic

Glass homes, we stone chucking

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Mazzalean (Mazzalean)

When I'm pulling up, muddy dungarees (Yeah, huh?)

Ayy, make the place look like a murder scene (Murder)

Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend (Money, yeah)

Ayy, make the place look like a murder scene

Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend

Olive, body shaped like a bottle

Popeye off of spinach

Pop a model 'til she wallow, uh

Drop her toddler off, damn

Light a flame, toss a Molotov

Drop it off, then I Mazel Tov

Pop a whole god-dang champagne bottle cork

Still might find me in a mosh pit

And I still ain't even corporate

Walked in with who I work with (Yeah)

Yeah, run up on you while you're jogging

Make you listen to my Walkman

Mixtape shit, streams never seen

Make a whole boat sink (Yeah, listen, bitch)

Watch all the hoes pay attention when I walk in (Yeah)

Stroll in like an old man (Damn)

Like I popped like four Xans (Yeah)

Niggas acting like close friends (Yeah)

Fame, don't even know mans (Nah)

Tell the kids I'm a grown man

Pop two steps, slow dance (Yeah)

Woo, woo, woo

Got jokes uptown, Harlem world

New York like I'm Pop Smoke

Riding 'round in the drop rolls

Watching rats in the pot roast

Finger polish with the top coat

The bottom platinum but the top gold

Bling, bling, that's a barcode

Ring, ring, that's a smartphone

Beep, beep, there your heart go

slowthai, here your part go

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Mazzalean (Mazzalean)

When I'm pulling up, muddy dungarees (Yeah, huh?)

Ayy, make the place look like a murder scene (Murder)

Ayy, when I make moves, I'm a money fiend (Money, yeah)

Different goals

On the street, play different roles