MENTAL Lyrics

Yuh

Bad bitch

Light tan

My type

I'm finna hit her for another night stand

And her mans outta town took A flight in

She looking for happiness baby I'm what you type in

She think I sprinkled angle dust upon my night stick

The night shift is on 4 rounds she really likes it

My hands rubbing up and down on her privates

Looked into her eyes sparked A light up inside it

Soul lookin rose gold

Trynna mold it

But life got me in A chokehold

Feeling frozen

Eyes closed but the third's wide open

I'm trynna focus

On rapping real not bogus

Industry shit I be dreamin bout A Lotus

Strollin slow movin coast to coast Michael Jordon

Fully loaded

While I'm fully clothed

In some clothes that the wealthy muhfuckas tend to notice

Ten toes no jokes money is the focus

Long road with bitterness and they call it show biz

Yea fasho bitch

(Ching) is the motive

Different mindset

Well get the fuck below my floor bitch

Niggas talking like empty vessels

If you stepped out my life imma let you go cause you're meant to

Shawty you're for the night ion want you to think you special

So I park the lotus up and go pick her up in a rental

Acting all outta line imma straighten you like A stencil

And she wants another night but tonight I'm fixing my mental

She call me all the time trynna tell me she missed her menstrual

But I nutted in her eyes

Don't you see A child ain't gon bless you

She thinks I'm foolish she wants a bag

But I need A bag too

So I cut her ass A cheque for a cent and tell her

(Yea that'll do)

I'm neva backtracking I stay snappin on raps dude

And I need an automatic cause if you play imma clap you

Mac gon eat you like fast food

The irony makes me laugh dude

Leaving you in the past turned him charcoal

Chop' left you black dude

Scrubbing yo body down the mortician do what yo rag do

I took some bread out and she told me

(My ass gon clap you)

(Damn bitch)

It ain't even the money boy imma natural

I been actively spazzin '4 I got in my bag fool

45 Tucked in my satchel

Whether I'm talking racks or A gat

Come take A guess fool

You ain't no intellect fool