MONA LISA Lyrics

I paint a bitch Mona Lisa

Shawty a treesha no I cannot keep her

I've been blowing up cuz ur boy like a creeper

SSS SS

Ur boy like a creeper

I walk in Balenciagas on my sneakers

My chain shining bright and I know that you peeping

You try me, you dying, your momma be weeping

Yeah

Your momma be weeping

I got a bitch singing like she The Weeknd

I'm off the drank I've been off of the deep end

I'm gonna lose

Shawty so horny she off of the booz

I get that bitch singing just like its the blues

I hit from the back then I'm taking a snooze

And I caught you lacking you dead on the news

I'm leaving a hole I ain't leaving a bruise

I'm hitting some twins cuz I need them in twos

Need them in twos

Shawty like me cuz I walk with my jewels

Gang right beside me they walk with a tool

You know what it do

Me and G1 posted up with ur boo

I be so high I'm on top of the moon

I'm heating up and I'm feeling like June

Yeah Yeah

I feel like I'm June

I got a bag and I'm running like Boone

You talking shit but I'm really immune

You is a dummy I call you bafoon

I got this glock, make it pop like balloon shit

pop pop

Pop like balloon

Shawty so hot she gon heat up the room

I hit in the morning and the afternoon shit

In the afternoon

You can't stop me

I've been running with a stick no hockey

Bad bitches all up on my jockey

They gon ride me Kawasaki

And your baby momma called

I've been feeling so appalled

Imma beat her shit like I'm Rocky

I don't like nice girls want them cocky

Wanna roll over and top me

Wanna roll over and top me

I've been running and feeling like Rocky

You can't stop me I've been running with a stick no hockey

Bad bitches all up on my jockey

They gon ride me Kawasaki

And your baby momma called

I've been feeling so appalled

Imma beat her shit like I'm Rocky

I paint a bitch Mona Lisa

Shawty a treesha no I cannot keep her

I've been blowing up cuz ur boy like a creeper

SSS SS

Ur boy like a creeper

I walk in Balenciagas on my sneakers

My chain shining bright and I know that you peeping

You try me, you dying, your momma be weeping

Yeah

Your momma be weeping

I got a bitch singing like she The Weeknd

I'm off the drank I've been off of the deep end

I'm gonna lose

Shawty so horny she off of the booz

I get that bitch singing just like its the blues

I hit from the back then I'm taking a snooze

And I caught you lacking you dead on the news

I'm leaving a hole I ain't leaving a bruise

I'm hitting some twins cuz I need them in twos