Lola Monroe Makaveli Lyrics

Roll the weed up
Throw them G's up
Who my niggas G'd up?
Makaveli, Makaveli, Makaveli
So niggas gotta see us
Makaveli, Makaveli, Makaveli

My niggas is killers, they will run up in your spot
Word on the town is you been moving them blocks
But we know the truth, you just a nigga that fly
Like to show out in public and lie to these broads
We making money, nigga, we don't lie to kick it
Got a room full of money, bed full of bitches
And they all geeked, up all love kissing
And if you call her on your phone she gonna tell you she busy
Out here, hating on a nigga wanna start beef
Man, you're out here, on these streets like it's all sweet
They gonna get your ass, slip and they gonna call me
And I'm gonna tell 'em go ahead and put his ass to sleep

Roll the weed up
Throw them G's up
Who my niggas G'd up?
Makaveli, Makaveli, Makaveli
So niggas gotta see us
Makaveli, Makaveli, Makaveli

Queen Roe for the record better go and get better
Soldier to ease up on G's like the letter
'Cause mine leave clips in your head like barretas
Bitch so cold everybody's got a sweater
Praying Hail Mary, all these eyes on me
But still I rise like resurrections demise on key
Thug life, thug life let me get this mug right
Fuck type your life when niggas cut white, raw
I don't dump no work she don't want that work I mean it bitch, I ball
Said bouncing checks I'm banking, bitch, I call the shots
The clock you block, I drop the top, you shop and shop
My OG taught me how to Al Capone a bitch for fun
So his boss said mafia my bitches pulled one

Roll the weed up
Throw them G's up
Who my niggas G'd up?
Makaveli, Makaveli, Makaveli
So niggas gotta see us
Makaveli, Makaveli, Makaveli