MLR Lyrics

Niggas be pussy in real life, I ain't with all that internet, with all that faking

We gone pop that boy top at the red light

Bullets tell em' Wagwan like I'm from Jamaica (graa)

Nigga run up on me and get sent to yo maker

Don't wanna talk told her I ain't got no data (haha)

Hit that bitch from the back but I'm not tryna date her

Get the fuck out my face if it ain't bout no paper, Pussy (get the fuck out my face)

Money, I want the hundreds, we ran it up now they say we act funny, whatever

Loyalty nigga, stand on it

Stay with the guys and I might just buy you a bezel (no cap)

Respect, it come with the flex

Keep faith in God you can't let em take from your check

You gotta speak up with your chest

To show you a threat

Don't let em' aim for your neck, on god

That nigga pussy that nigga a fraud

Grown ass man, that nigga a boy

Hollow tips in my gun this shit ain't no toy

Smack her ass from the back that shit got a recoil

Gotta run up these hundreds I shoot for the stars

Bitch I went to Hilsman I ain't go no Coile

I got you forever, I love you B Nard

I didn't even fuck her she couldn't get me hard

Ain't talking bout no money then hoe get the fuck out the way

Gotta watch out for niggas can't tell where you stay

Got a hoe in Atlanta she calling me bae

Had to cut that bitch off cause that pussy was stank

Nard & Cay on the way bitch we upping in rank

Knock a fuck nigga out gotta shout out to tank

Might pop me a nigga I ain't using no shank

Better watch what you say (graa)

We hotter than ever it feel like a thousand degrees ( a thousand degrees)

Tryna stay out of drama and shout out my mama I told her I'm a get my degree ( I'm a try)

Know a few niggas hating but they gone need training cause they is not fucking with me

Got a Glock in my lap and a Drac in the seat (graa)

And you can't name a nigga that's touching Maurice

Niggas know I'm a beast

M, that go for money

Run up a check got to get to them hundreds

L, loyalty never switch up on your partner don't care if it rain or it's sunny

R for respect I'mma die about that shit let a fuck nigga play I'mma let off a hundred

Pulled up on your hoe gave me top in a bonnet

Might spin on your block we like Clyde and Bonnie

This shit forever lil nigga I ain't stopping for shit

Yeah I remember them days I couldn't eat nothing but grits

Mama I swear it was never your fault, you raised a man just look at me popping my shit (Look at me mama)

Whenever I step on the scene your son look like a lick

Let a fuck nigga try he get shot in his shit

Caught up chasing guap I ain't stun about no bitch

I cannot settle till all of my young niggas rich

I'm on a whole other vibe, grown man I ain't wasting no time

Call up them gunners I bet they gone slide

Hundred round drum shoot out his tire

Walk up on 'em look 'em dead in his eye

Niggas hating you got to tote to survive

Told that hoe to kick rocks I ain't with all that lying

I ain't with all that wolfing on live just put 'em on 5

Mama i'm tryna do better, all in my thoughts let it out to feel better

Talking to God everyday on my knees i'm like why

I don't mean to question but need you to help me

Deo on the way nigga shoutout to Kelly

Before they take Jzock they gone give 'em a celly

Nard & Cay on the way I don't know if they ready

Stuffing your bitch I'mma call her my teddy

Niggas be pussy in real life, I ain't with all that internet, with all that faking

We gone pop that boy top at the red light

Bullets tell em' Wagwan like I'm from Jamaica (graa)

Nigga run up on me and get sent to yo maker

Don't wanna talk told her I ain't got no data (haha)

Hit that bitch from the back but I'm not tryna date her

Get the fuck out my face if it ain't bout no paper, Pussy (get the fuck out my face)

Money, I want the hundreds, we ran it up now they say we act funny, whatever

Loyalty nigga, stand on it

Stay with the guys and I might just buy you a bezel (no cap)

Respect, it come with the flex

Keep faith in God you can't let em take from your check

You gotta speak up with your chest

To show you a threat

Don't let em' aim for your neck, on god