MMMM, FINALLY Lyrics

(One Take)

Uh yeah

Mr. wicked and you hate the way I break the mold

Comfortable inside the chaos

Stepping over rotten bones

Don't move to fast

Keep it slow hold it strong

Keep it fresh keep it clean

Keep it long and keep it hard

Pass the courvoisier

Jump my shark into another battle stance

Charge my chi

Flames erupting from both my hands

RIP but your DOA on your DOB

C'est la vie

You're lucky I let you get to me

Another day another enemy

Swallow the Hennessy

You're tripping just like fentanyl

I have to go and buy a test to check if you're even real

I see the shade you throw but I got my shades to block the haters

I'm sitting underneath a canopy

Sipping on a couple Faygo

You're wasting all of your breath find another mammal that cares

I heard the words that you said couldn't get me out of my chair

Mr Wicked and you hate the way I play the game

Using all the cheat codes big head mode

Coming in for your brain

Have I learned a single thing?

No I'm way too stubborn

Put the weed inside the bubbler and hit that shit until I'm stumbling

Pull the pin and yell Geronimo

You're a foreign ho

And I'm married to the game

90 day fiance

I'm the lizard left eye Lopez burning bricks just like an arson

You thought you could choose your story but really you have no options

Fuck up your whip

Fuck up your bread

Fuck with your cheese and fuck with your head

I am the dirtiest rat with unstoppable teeth

The syringe and the virus that made the disease

Leave you in bedrest aching for weeks

How does it taste the back of my cleats

You sound like a bitch you swing and you missed

Breaking your back while I'm breaking your chick

You won't have a warning straight rapture

Firestorm in a straight jacket

And I won't bury no Hatchet

Unless its inside of you're empty skull

And I'm a silent killer

Way stranger then science fiction

Hit the ignition way harder then morning wood

When I'm trying to piss on all you bitches

Go

R. Kelly yeah I went there

You keep trying to smash but bitch life ain't fair

But you keep running and running your mouth

Best believe that

Ill be there

You'll see that

Uh

Yeah bitch I'm inside your house

Like parasyte I'm under your couch

Smash you up hope you go into the clouds

You can't take it with you so ill take all your clout uh

Pour one out for the dead homies

Mogie I miss you but I know you'll speak through me

I do this really because you can't stop me

Like a pool shot bitch you out of pocket

I get the capital what's in your fucking wallet

3 days before they put the body in the grave

I spit firewater in the reapers face

I'm a fire starter with a can of gas

Burn the whole function down bitch

Light the match