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Resident (Intro) [feat. Tjdakidd] Video (MV)






M.I.C Mafia!!! - Resident (Intro) [feat. Tjdakidd] Lyrics




Coming knocking on my door
That's my resident
I'll leave your body on my porch
That's my Testament
Out in Florida
Where you know
We got to stand your ground
Up the heat on me
My youngin boy will lay you down

If I slide she going to slide
F*ck a ride or die
I'm a Savage with no heart
See it in my eye
I hit the block
Started thuggin' I was on my own
I robbed the plug became the plug and now they call my phone
Plug thought that I was Cap and came to my house
Protect my own
My son was sitting on the couch
Red beam to the door
I'll turn his head inside out
Cross that line
That's the last thought you'll think about

I'm only banging three K
Call me Babe Ruth
Yeah she tell me that she love me
She can't tell the truth
I got Shooters on the Block
Shooters up in school
Say you want some smoke with me this shit get critical

If you got smoke with him
It's smoke with me too
End of the barrel talk less than you do
Still gets the job done before you ever did
Mafia talk marijuana in my gar everyday
I win
Hits blunt
Yeah erryday
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Coming knocking on my door
That's my resident
I'll leave your body on my porch
That's my Testament
Out in Florida
Where you know
We got to stand your ground
Up the heat on me
My youngin boy will lay you down

If I slide she going to slide
F*ck a ride or die
I'm a Savage with no heart
See it in my eye
I hit the block
Started thuggin' I was on my own
I robbed the plug became the plug and now they call my phone
Plug thought that I was Cap and came to my house
Protect my own
My son was sitting on the couch
Red beam to the door
I'll turn his head inside out
Cross that line
That's the last thought you'll think about

I'm only banging three K
Call me Babe Ruth
Yeah she tell me that she love me
She can't tell the truth
I got Shooters on the Block
Shooters up in school
Say you want some smoke with me this shit get critical

If you got smoke with him
It's smoke with me too
End of the barrel talk less than you do
Still gets the job done before you ever did
Mafia talk marijuana in my gar everyday
I win
Hits blunt
Yeah erryday
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Writer: BRIAN BONSIERO, TYJAH BELLINGER
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