mystery ! ft. wnji Lyrics

If he talking shit we gon' make 'em a mystery

KA$HDAMI, my bitch havin' epiphanies

And yeah, I got racks shawty, you still shoppin' at Tiffany's

I'm smokin' on gas, shawty, bitch I be where the ceiling be

Talkin' shit, you get hit with a pipe

Look at my AURA, nigga I be high in the sky

I'm smokin' metro bloomin', I get high as a kite

Nigga, if it's me or you, nigga, I'm gon' survive

Ho on my line, told her, "Back, back, back"

Bitch I'ma get to the bag, bag, bag

And you know I'ma get to the rack, rack, racks

Double C on my shit, I got plaque, plaque, plaques

You wanna get

(Up)

We takin' you

(Down)

(If you talking shit, you get put in the ground)

(You ain't really 'bout it, nigga you do it for the Gram)

(Feel like Nova, nigga no one around)

I swear to God, that all y'all niggas some hoes

I catch yo' ass lackin', where yo' fuckin' pole

With lil' wnji, nigga he be servin' them bowls

Real ANKH shit, we be fuckin' on hoes

It girl, I'ma do it FaSHO

Fuck with yo' bitch, 'cause she ride like a boat

You not from the hood, you really a ho

With this chop', nigga we up the score

I fuck on that bitch, 'cause she blow like a fan homie

Damn, this dick, yo bitch do a spin on it

How is that his mans?

He ain't even defend brodie

Me and twin goin' up, we just like that Zack, and Cody

No, no, I don't sip no codine

You will get smacked in yo' shit actin' like you know me

The whole crew comin' in threes, like the Tony, Toné, (Toni)

You got dumped by that nigga, nigga that's not yo' brodie

I just wanna know how you gon' get up in my brain yeah

Brain yeah

Poppin' percs, lil' baby go insane yeah

'Sane, yeah

She don't care about like anything yeah

'Thing, yeah

And you already know she with her team yeah

Team, yeah

If he talking shit we gon' make 'em a mystery

KA$HDAMI, my bitch havin' epiphanies

And yeah, I got racks shawty, you still shoppin' at Tiffany's

I'm smokin' on gas, shawty, bitch I be where the ceiling be

Talkin' shit, you get hit with a pipe

Look at my AURA, nigga I be high in the sky

I'm smokin' metro bloomin', I get high as a kite

Nigga, if it's me or you, nigga, I'm gon' survive

Ho on my line, told her, "Back, back, back"

Bitch I'ma get to the bag, bag, bag

And you know I'ma get to the rack, rack, racks

Double C on my shit, I got plaque, plaque, plaques

You wanna get

(Up)

We takin' you

(Down)

(If you talking shit, you get put in the ground)

(You ain't really 'bout it, nigga you do it for the Gram)

(Feel like Nova, nigga no one around)

That nigga lackin' yeah, no one's around

Instagram ho, and she goin' down south

All of these money, don't play with me now

All of these bands, put me on the watchlist

Said that she leavin', I told that bitch, "Watch this"

Argue, now bitch switch the topic

Went through his dome, yeah that nigga got knocked in

It hit him so hard, he took off his socks

I'm through with this bitch, go 'head and kick rocks

Yeah, let's go

Wanna go on a trip, don't wanna be home

Both of them, can not mess with me

On a two-man took one for the team

Nigga run up, he get hit with this beam

This life shit, is not what it seems

They like to think that I'm soft

Can not cope with my emotions

Hit the blunt so hard, I feel soulless

Can't even think, my mind is still going

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah