Mook Lyrics

Yo

I think everybody forgot

Who the fuck I really am, you know what I'm saying? Like, all the work I put in since I was eighteen

I'm going on twenty three and I'm still here bitch! I still ain't fold

That word not even in my vocab, you feel me?

Like, at this point I'm not doing this shit for y'all!

I'm doing this shit for me!

And anybody who don't like me or what the fuck I'm doing

Could've been ran up on me, and that's exactly why

Ima keep talking shit cause I can back it up

All you faggots smacking gums

Y'all acting tough, but when I come (Cum) you hoes be backing up

I'm convinced y'all got no guts

I'm convinced you all a bluff

I'm convinced these so-called 'straight niggas' love taking it up the butt

They in the projects getting bussed

In the staircase like a smut

A couple fags been jackin' static, but imagine they run up?

Man, I been asking wassup

I been posted in the cut

On all y'all blocks, been bustin' nuts

The thotties got the drop on all you sloppy oppies all at once

Someone bound to get fucked up

I'm around, so get me touched

'Cause you niggas always running like my dick hitting your guts

And I laugh because for years I been untouched

Only time I'll get fucked up is getting jumped

Niggas never one on one, because I'm really not the one

Bitch I do this shit for fun

Couple punches, I like rum

Back to back, a couple shots

I don't feel nothing when I'm drunk

'Cause I might slump you, then I dump you in the trunk and go to brunch

Don't give a fuck

We drink mimosas every day

What the fuck I'm supposed to say?

Been jackin' catch me lacking, still ain't happen to this day

Man, I'd love to see that happen, put that 4k on replay

How you pay to get me jumped but that was last year back in May?

I cause dismay on any day

They think I'm pussy because I'm gay, I came to play

My mother told me to behave, I need to pray

Don't wear your jewelry every day, it isn't safe

I told her have more faith, ma

Because I'll always be okay

The more they want me to go away, shit, the longer ima stay

I'm twenty two, blessed to see my 23rd birthday in a few days

But I'm an old soul, I been telling OGs don't judge my age

'Cause I could put you on to game, go from counting change to making change

I put in pain, don't got no shame, I don't even say my name

Cause I don't get got, nigga, this is really my bop

I'm the trendsetter, bussy wetter, best dick on the block

And if you faggots want static, you could've been had your shot

I'm really psycho, you a Grindr thug

I'm your top's favorite top

And you ain't gonna do squat

I ain't got nothing to prove

I'm with all the smoke, and fire too, got nothing to lose

I'll boop-boop-bop the mook out of you, so pussy, make your move

Is making fake Grindr pages of me the best you could do?

Leaking all my pics and vids, but you still wearing my shoes?

But yet I'm still outside comfortable, I heard you ducking some goons

Or was it sucking some goons? You getting fucked by some goons?

How you still ain't make a move on the dude who abused you?

Haha