MR MAKE IT HAPPEN Lyrics

Imma Rasta don dada with my whodie dem

I can tell a nigga's intentions by the look in him

Call me Mr. Devil man how I'm serving them

We ain't stressing no hoe, we stress on the Chem

Money motivation is on my mind

I don't have time for the stress

Bitches ain't clown me, but they slept

F*** them ever the less

Turn a 5 to a 10, man, we got the best out West

Still looking for a white cougar, make her perc pess

Vodka in the Fanta with a bean, I'm finna that pass that bitch

Lean in a Faygo with a bean, shake it, chug that bitch

Bitch, I am a pop pillar, meant to say a pill popper

When I walk down on an oop, show him stab ah opper

They said I got mental problems, like Bitch I am the main problem

Bitch, we all take psych meds

Bitch, I'm a rockstar

Bitty got a nice car

It goes fast like NASCAR

Body built like a jaguar

Bitch, nigga, you're not hard

Mr. Make it Happen

Hey, I'm Peso

I like anime and bad hoes

I like arps and Dracos

I like licking on my bae's toes

I like perky's in my Faygo

I like chasing niggas down, long distance, niggas been slow

Make it happen twin

Who you is, names Buddah Bear

But call me Buddah

I'm the classy shooter

We got FNNs, Glockys, and Ks, blades, and the Ruger

If you kill that pussy bitch

Throw that bitch in the river

Glocky on me

Flakka on me

Rocky on me

Imma big boy

Touch my body

Leave a homi

Body on the front porch

Bitch, I'm paranoid, not nervous, so watch them niggas

Glocky FNN, I'm tryna send 'em with them dead Niggas

I don't really wanna talk too much unless it's 'bout some paper

She said, "Love you, bitch," I don't even trust you, how I'ma f***ing love ya

Nigga, I don't even spend on my own mama, I ain't gone f***ing fund ya

Bitch, I ain't got mommy issues, bitch, I got a drug pro

Fa fa shots fired, look me in my demon eye

I been higher than some alien pussy

Cat piss, how I been high

Been fly, been the ride or die

They ain't ready for the ride n' ride

Know inside they're scared to die

Ain't seen the light

I been inside, no time for the fake friends

All I need is percs and f***ing mini Mi

I said, "Bitch, damn, you know what time it is"

Airplane mode, no iPhone, I'm on some flyless shit

Big chunky monkey

Big Glock

We breaking spines and ribs

Big boka boka when I go, I say I'm dangerous

Ion really speak on opps

But I'm still going to diss them Niggas

They took my brother, I'm gonna take like 10, so they can know that I'm with it

I felt that s**t up in my heart, pain killers ain't heal it

Granny said I need to cry, do you think that's going to f***ing heal it

Vodka in the Fanta with a bean, I'm finna that pass that bitch

Lean in a Faygo with a bean, shake it, chug that bitch

Bitch, I am a pop pillar, meant to say a pill popper

When I walk down on an oop, show him stab ah opper

They said I got mental problems, like Bitch I am the main problem

Bitch, we all take psych meds

Bitch, I'm a rockstar

Bitty got a nice car

It goes fast like NASCAR

Body built like a jaguar

Bitch, nigga, you're not hard