Hey let me get a line of that please
Gracias
Yeah let him in
I need to talk to him
Jefe
Jefe K
Sit down, patrón dinero, got millions, wouldn't want to feel my wrath
High as Quintero, shoot like Banchero and I seen him last
Leather like Spalding, the pussy balding, a permission pass
Laundering for me, shell companies Jefe K has grown
The villains arch that I'm here to start, haven't sat for murders
Hit in the park that night was dark said the guy had been ambushed
Should wrestle sumo with these kilos and weight that I can push
FourthK, my world is written by Patrick not Tarantino
K handle business with malice like his family Gambino
Can't tell you what went down late nights in the back room casino
Wife naggin' me, what a tragedy we got rid of Vito
If he don't sell he go to hell with the temper that K got
For I'm the one who determines whether may you or may not
Met with LeRosa, disposal business, murder discussions
His guy flew back with me, saw our target, both got to bussin'