MISMATCH Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm bout tired of the slander,
They like dis that
Can't lie hit her wit the hammer,
Hard mode, get yo bitch back
Migos mixed wit cool aid jammer
Bitch I'm bout a flip flop
Teaú on the mic, it's big pap
Stay fitted bitch no mismatch
Anyone in front of it's mismatch
Off the grid, stop blowin my phone I don't wanna hang
Bitch out her mind tryna feed me some fibs,
Blow it out the way while smoke the dank,
Dank, dank,
Late night turn up I feel great, great
Drip all on my body,
From my hobby fuck the hate, hate
Stormy weather, stormy weather
New cop, big ol black umbrella
My gang ain't got no brain,
They spin yo block, propeller
I go insane all by myself,
Garage feel like Coachella
She asked how many woods I rolled today,
My answer, Hella
Wake up get better
Be about that money ain't no break, break
If I got a give or I take, take
Got a keep my faith, faith
Grateful for everyday I wake
Prove to the world my existence no mistake
Loving that hoe gave me heartache,
Had a get away, keep my feelings inside save the headache
Stay to myself for the prize, oh I can't wait
Rise to the sky, if my fam good then I'm straight
I'm bout tired of the slander,
They like dis that
Can't lie hit her wit the hammer,
Hard mode, get yo bitch back
Migos mixed wit cool aid jammer
Bitch I'm bout a flip flop
Teaú on the mic, it's big pap
Stay fitted bitch no mismatch
Anyone in front of it's mismatch
Off the grid, stop blowin my phone I don't wanna hang
Bitch out her mind tryna feed me some fibs,
Blow it out the way while smoke the dank,
Dank, dank,
Late night turn up I feel great, great
Drip all on my body,
From my hobby fuck the hate, hate
Give her a diss before Marcella
Fuck wit her cause her shit wetter
Drop that hoe get some wit cheddar
She like how I tote that Beretta
Tryna live in my mind without paying rent,
Hella nah, I just won't let her
Goofy hoe ripped yo love letter
5% on tint just better
Getting cold outside, rock puff coat over sweater
Wanna leave me be, she know I let her
Blow my memory forget her
Got a get my shit, been that go getter
Slide in burbans like Mandela
Ship some packs out like Griselda
No books for this ain't Matilda
Could put my shit on acapella
Just wake and be better
Be about that money ain't no break, break
If I got a give or I take, take
Got a keep my faith, faith
Grateful for everyday I wake
Prove to the world my existence no mistake
I'm bout tired of the slander,
They like dis that
Can't lie hit her wit the hammer,
Hard mode, get yo bitch back
Migos mixed wit cool aid jammer
Bitch I'm bout a flip flop
Teaú on the mic, it's big pap
Stay fitted bitch no mismatch