Smiley & Drake - 2 Mazza

[Intro]Don't say a word, brotherYeahDon't say a wordYeahAye[Verse 1]I remember pushing DT with the mandem, whipping two Mazdas (Double M)Grocery shopping at Royal York Plaza, me and lil' Sandra was broke on the GazaFirst floor room at the airport Ramada, I'm tryna make the most out of nada (Nothing)Now shorty see me and say, "Oh my god, it's Mr. 2 Mazza"[Chorus]I'm with Smiggalino, I'm with Smiggalachi, Mr. Don't Mix the Gucci and PradaMe, I'm the 6 God, Bob is a bull dog, both could've been at Gonzaga, ****Some nights, I wanna cut 'cause the city's been hot like lava, yeahLil' Waterloo road trip, shorty see me and say, "Oh shit, girl, that's Mr. 2 Mazza"And they calling me that 'cause the watch 2 Mazza, yeahYeah, and they calling me that 'cause the spot's 2 MazzaYeah, every other ting is a runway modelAstral could make one lap in here, come back with ten Emradas[Verse 2]I'm in Barrie, Muskoka, and Brampton, fuck Hollywood and the HamptonsI'm in a Bridle path mansion, Ferris Rafauli expansionYeah, Mr. 2 Mazza, my Hamilton girl look like Scarlett JohanssonJust with a way bigger bamski, and this is the anthem[Verse 3]Yeah, Mr. 2 Mazza, Mr. 2 Mazza, Mr. 2 Mazza (Mazz')They calling me that 'cause the chain and my grillz is looking 2 Mazza (Diamond touch)Lil' garden girl straight from the hood, she got a lil' condo in Sauga (Munroe)Lil' Montreal trips with the gang, we had to rent a lil' MazdaG-Georgia Montizi is Mazza, the disclosure had sticks and a MazziThey sleeping on Smiggs like a Xany, this switch in the back came handyThis kick on the stick like Jackie, I hate to argue with cattiesShe Mazza, Mazza like sassy, these diamonds keep fighting, attack meSecurity know better than to pat me, my opps know better than to @ meIt's grim, it's grey, it's ashy, look how Mazza her bawtyThey gotta free up my doggy, they raided my crib, and they got meMy Houston lil' bitch every week at Johnny's, ****I'm still wearing Prada, ****, I'll still eat McDonald's with youI'm still drinking bottles with you, I still leave the glizzies at ya' houseUse to trap with bugs in the couch, use to hide some of my drugs for droughtThey still tried to diss us for clout, I'm tired of giving **** help, ****[Chorus]I'm with Smiggalino, I'm with Smiggalachi, Mr. Don't Mix the Gucci and PradaMe, I'm the 6 God, Bob is a bull dog, both could've been at Gonzaga, ****Some nights, I wanna cut 'cause the city's been hot like lava, yeahLil' Waterloo road trip, shorty see me and say, "Oh shit, girl, that's Mr. 2 Mazza"And they calling me that 'cause the watch 2 Mazza, yeahYeah, and they calling me that 'cause the spot's 2 MazzaYeah, every other ting is a runway modelAstral could make one lap in here, come back with ten Emradas