Smiley, Drake, Booggz - Organization lyrics

Murda on the beat

Yeah, huh turned this to an organization
I fuck the bitch, I leave her waitin'
This car a demon,  you know that I'm Satan
Ear cost a mill', me and Buck was at Nathan
It's not the picture, invest in the paintin'
Just made a hundred
Don't care what they makin'
He shoot the fifth, you see the fifth shakin'
Pots on the stove, but I don't do bakin'
Famous Crip, plus I got blue faces
He catchin' bodies, he ain't catchin' cases
Don't shoot the whole clip, my nigga
Don't waste it
Goods in the mansion, my nigga, don't take it
I see the mill's, man, I could taste it
How you workin' hard and it's
Just a day shift? (Mhm)
I'm in the Wraith, it feel like a spaceship

Uh i took your bitch on vacation
But she wanna call it baecation
I wanna know where the hate is
I do not know who the fake is
Niggas ain't get you no statements
I put my shooters on payments
They pop a Perky, ain't playin'
How you broke? I make money off Caitlyn
I was broke, no one believed in me
I became what she ain't see in me
Now you see how she treatin' me
Now she sees the G in me
She ain't leavin' me
Now her and her friends, they believe in me
Even the opps still believe me, whole gang
They believe me
I don't know what to do with me
I'm bigger than what they see in me
I ain't checkin' you niggas
You ain't here with me hmm-mm-mm-mm
I ain't checkin' you niggas
You ain't here with me (Here with me)

Yeah, huh turned this to an organization
I fuck the bitch, I leave her waitin'
This car a demon, you know that I'm Satan
Ear cost a mill', me and Buck was at Nathan
It's not the picture, invest in the paintin'
Just made a hundred
Don't care what they makin'
He shoot the fifth, you see the fifth shakin'
Pots on the stove, but I don't do bakin'
Famous Crip, plus I got blue faces
He catchin' bodies, he ain't catchin' cases
Don't shoot the whole clip, my nigga
Don't waste it
Goods in the mansion, my nigga, don't take it
I see the mill's, man, I could taste it
How you workin' hard and it's
Just a day shift?
I'm in the Wraith, it feel like a spaceship

Yeah, yeah, yeah look
Turned this to an organization
Used to have bashments down in the basement
Look in the ceiling, pink foam insulation
Now we just link up for corporate occasions
Say she been fuckin' with
Me since the Hazelton
If I don't like how he's movin'
I'm pagin' him
Hear that they dissin', back then
I was raisin' 'em
Niggas is in for the rudest awakenin'
Walls are so tall
I don’t know who my neighbor is
Baka, my crodie, his songs are amazing
But I knew that nigga when
He wasn't makin' 'em yeah
Turned this to a organization
Rap-A-Lot Mob, we tied up like laces
Bank in Bahamas, you know I'm evasive
I got my money in ten different places
GME, BOB, joint operations
If it's a problem, I'm droppin' location
Or I send Kayla, she's very persuasive

Yeah, huh turned this to an organization
I fuck the bitch, I leave her waitin'
This car a demon, you know that I'm Satan
Ear cost a mill', me and Buck was at Nathan
It's not the picture, invest in the paintin'
Just made a hundred
Don't care what they makin'
He shoot the fifth, you see the fifth shakin'
Pots on the stove, but I don't do bakin'
Famous Crip, plus I got blue faces
He catchin' bodies, he ain't catchin' cases
Don't shoot the whole clip, my nigga
Don't waste it
Goods in the mansion, my nigga, don't take it
I see the mill's, man, I could taste it
How you workin' hard and it's
Just a day shift?
I'm in the Wraith, it feel like a spaceship