Mr. 8 Lyrics

Ayy, oh, niggas mad, cause 8 started a wave

Gon' shut that shit up, everybody got something to say

Can't turn no hoe to a ho's wife, she won't be saved

Bitch, keep it pushin', I ain't the nigga wearin' no cape

Rather eat crumbs with my bums than eat steaks with the fakes

He trolled on me on Instagram, now I'm in his face waving this Drac

Fye' fye', fa' fa'

Code name, that's what we say

When we catch a nigga lackin', broad day it's yellow tape

When I rob a nigga, the first thing I'm gon' reach for is his waist

Shit be havin' heated when I get the word, what the fuck these niggas say

Hope y'all serious behind that shit, cause we ain't the type to go out and play, cuz

Heard they sayin' bro nem lucky, cause he jammed up

Nigga, what? He the ones who hit your mans up

Free 4Trapp, I know he riding, shit hit the fan, bruh

I hope they strap, cause we came deep to spank your clan up

This bitch call me broke, cause I ain't the type to get no bands up

Ho, you must be stupid, this bitch think I'm Cupid

Knock a nigga head right off his shoulders if he don't use it

Niggas DM me from a fake page, these niggas childish, foolish

A million threats, you gon' do something, then do it

Ain't gotta test me, boy, prove it, be with them killers and the shooters

And them Drillers and the yootas', boy this jumper on me, stupid

Head shot, left him clueless, I been shittin' on these niggas

My stomach hurt, I tried to pootin', got a strap, but you don't shoot it

Niggas Bob, not the builder, you don't even use your toolie

Deep sleep, drop the slob, on these niggas, I be snoozin

Backseat, Drac' coolin', three thirties, lace booted

Stock buttin', cut movin', she ain't sleep, her ass tooted

Oh, niggas mad, cause 8 started a wave

Gon' shut that shit up, everybody got something to say

Can't turn no hoe to a hoe wife, she won't be saved

Bitch, keep it pushin', I ain't the nigga wearin' no cape

Rather eat crumbs with my bums than eat steaks with the fakes

He trolled on me on Instagram, now I'm in his face waving this Drac

fye' fye', fa' fa'

Code name, that's what we say

When we catch a nigga lackin', broad day it's yellow tape

Nigga, yellow tape, nigga, broad day

Nigga, yellow tape, niggas, broad day, nigga

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