mister Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Been counting up cake, I ain't slicing the pie
I went fake and these niggas don't know why
I'm too young and traumatized and I'm so paranoid bout dying
Waiting on the day that twin hit my phone like "you going up"
Imma think that he lying
I start talking more real in songs cause I ain't got no where else to hide
This bitch think I ate
You don't know I ain't finished hoe?
Imma catch me a rack like it's tennis hoe
Bitch the way that I ball like Lorenzo
Lorenzen Wright, If I'm fucking yo hoe you better think twice
Cause if that hoe just had a chance
She coming over to get piped just for the night
You know this shit free
I walked in with that beam
We gon put him on a portrait laugh at him like meme
Remember the dirt she put on my name that shit ain't what it seem
I think that I got yo heart wholetime you pulling strings
Fuck is you doing? ain't gon hop out pass that
He talk down know we finna ash that
Where is his block? know we finna rollback
Bounce out on him turn him to a hashtag
I don't know dude but his bitch on my line
Her lips real pretty and you know that her ass fat
We catch him loafing not safe in his habitat
Bad hoe with a bag you know that I'm having that
Bad hoe with a bag you know Imma keep her
They seen the Drac and the 9 when I walked up on that car
Thought they saw the reaper
I gotta ruler clip just like a teacher
You begging for money bitch you like a preacher
All the money, hoes, and clothes don't matter in my life if you not in it either
Heard that brrt, now the nigga can't breathe
Made this bitch tend to my needs
My hoe tall I climb the trees
I fuck tens fuck em in threes
She heard I'm "Mr. Fuck and Leave"
Bitch I'm "Mr. get in yo spleen"
You "Mr. Make her take a perc"
I'm "Mr. Get that shit with ease"
Oh, On foenem grave
Oh Oh, I'm Mister On foenem
I'm "Mr. Get that shit with ease"
You make her take a fucking perc
You don't get that shit when you please
Hell nah Oh, Chop with a beam
Chop on me and that bitch get to working