Men In Black ft. Tay 400 Lyrics

Pass me the blunt, I dead jiggy off the pressure pack

I hit my kill switch, whenever I throw back some yak

I hear the talks 'bout the smoke, but you ain't into that

And Me and Tay ride for each other, like the Men in Black

And nigga bigging up he gal, but gang done been in that

And I don't understand why niggas playing with our top

Like every time we come on the beat, our lyrics ain't hot

And I get punchlines for days, like a boxer

She riding with the opposition, kick her out like it was soccer

And he bitch is a head demon 'cause she is a real good topper

Can't pay me to diss my dawgs, it don't matter the offer

And he want to be me so bad, that's my son, where the nursery

Baptize him with the smoke, someone open the church for me

Niggas copying the recipe, but no one reimbursing me

She never did like me, start rapping, she want to flirt with me

Had to cut her off 'cause she be doing the most

Should've known that's what I get, for getting involved with a hoe

You ain't know, TFE Sheed with the motherfucking O

Behind my brothers and I bringing all kind of smoke

And they be dissing, but they really fans on the low

I off the right pack, this that heavy dro'

You talking all them killing talks, but you be telling though

We spinning on the opps block like a propeller though

I bring the heat inside any kind of weather though

I on my grind, and I fiending for the cheddar though

She say she know me but I ain't never met her though

I call him Superman, 'cause nigga out here saving hoes

I humble, but I get on the beat and I talk my shit

These niggas know that I ain't the one that they fucking with

Soon on the top, and when I reach, ain't no one touching it

I still the same nigga, main nigga, top figure

Hard hitter, self-made, big boss ass, never change nigga

Pressure in the air, you could feel it when we popping out

Catch that boy in traffic, when I see him, trying to knock him out

X on my head but these niggas cannot cross it out

She acting like a nigga ain't quick to fucking toss her out

Oh yeah, we rocking out, havoc in this booth

Old lady always say don't bite off what you cannot chew

And baby I'm a villian, I could never be your boo

Niggas talking like they real, when they really see through

Niggas really see through

My lyrics mixing up they brain, like I'm a hypnotist

Bey I done know you is a snake, 'cause I done witness it

She riding with the opposition, bey I ditching it

My niggas booted in the party, on some demon shit

We trying to stack up on that cheddar, to the ceiling shit

I had to cut that nigga off, he on some creeping shit

Mob ties, jiggy way, I on my demon shit

A nigga crazy for the bag, he on that fiending shit