Affairs in Order
Vinnie Paz, Jay Royale
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo, Stu Ferrigno, we got anotha one
Stallone, we got anotha one aight, yeah
My homie jump bell like he flew the coupe
Shots have a muhfucka spinnin'
Like a hula hoop innocent bystanders
My akhi don't care who he shoot
Bullets soundin' like they Nardwuar
That's a doo doo doo (doo doo doo doo)
Look, it weighed heavy on my optics
Modernist thinkers
They conservatives and lifers
Fuck twelve, I spit in a cop face
If fiends talking
I wanna rock like they rob banks
(I wanna rock) fill thе earth with equity
We waiting for thе Mahdi
He a survivalist, revivalist Salafi
Subterranean crypt, Abdullah Shah Ghazi
Foundations of the Sunnah, the Wahhabi
I don't make a move unless the cash right
Why you pourin' fuel on
A fire tryna gaslight?
I got some OG's pumping in the Florida Keys
You either Ali Baba or the Forty Thieves
You better get your affairs in order
You don't wanna be around or
Them bands is on ya
I know some Sinaloa and they
Tryna pass the border
You don't wanna be around or
Them bands is on ya
You better get your affairs in order
You don't wanna be around or
Them bands is on ya
I know some Sinaloa and they
Tryna pass the border
You don't wanna be around or
Them bands is on ya
Yo, I past the point of talking
Fully aware of all the shit I'm starting
Beg your pardon
Chest pulled out like Dolly Parton's
Don't get your man robbed by the apartments
Look, I come with a straw
That nigga starving pick your coffins
Niggas know I'm cut from that cloth
If I got it and cock it back
You know I'm bucking shit off
It's all for the better
Wolves salivate for they cheddar
But if you ain't trying retaliate
You ordered the set up
I been the rap who lately
The FNs never want safety
'til they levitate me
I let the devil serenade me being?lever Avis
I'm dead nice, you niggas fear life
I be chasing death like hearses
Running through red lights
My shooters on deck they got
You in clear sight
And we gon' be right here until
You get your affairs right, aight?
You better get your affairs in order
You don't wanna be around or
Them bands is on ya
I know some Sinaloa and they
Tryna pass the border
You don't wanna be around or
Them bands is on ya
You better get your affairs in order
You don't wanna be around or
Them bands is on ya
I know some Sinaloa and they
Tryna pass the border
You don't wanna be around or
Them bands is on ya
Written by: JUSTIN JOHNSON, MICHAEL CERDA, STUART HUDGINS, VINCENT LUVINERLyrics © Royalty Network, Songtrust AveLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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