MXNTAGE ft. Wubba, DiorLevii, Tyswarm, Cjstew & Clone Lyrics

Hitting the dash bitch I'm going so fast

We running the city bitch you'd never fucking last

I'm getting my cash I'm calling you past

I'm rolling a spliff imma fucking outlast

Run yo racks into my bag

I'll bust at beanie he won't last

I'll steal the cash and ill hit the dash

But my wrist on froze spit heat real fast

Talking your shit but I'm making fucking stacks

Imma put a bullet through your door yeah that's facts

I'm walking through the night with my big ass knife

If you run into me imma make u fear for yo life

I got my blade I stay with knives

We'll cut you up run for yo life

Aim at you head with my big glock

And you spill blood all on my ice

I don't give a fuck about no pussy dripping I draw blood

And I don't give a fuck about no cripping I'm air bud

I'm running through the genres take the trash out I'm all good

I'm making the girls wet that shit is a flash flood like aye

Idgaf what you say

I'm out here making cash bitch it's a payday

I'm out here farming bags motherfuckin' hayday

Bombing daves ass motherfucker mayday

Yuh I am the shit

If they wanna talk back then a pussy get clipped

Click pow yuh pipe down yuh bitch

Try and step to me then its bullets to your clique

Buh boom yuh wipe down and rinse

Hear the sound go pop when the bullets go click

Buh bow

Yuh you are a bitch

Team one for the win all you bitches ain't shit

Bust out the glock and I'm cruising through the block

Everybody know me everybody get popped

Only three bullets watch these motherfuckers drop

Everyone on team one getting fuckin slop

Bust out my blade my blade and you come to a stop

Team two Team three all they songs finna flop

Popping beanie he a lil young fuckin opp

We on top everyday call it nonstop

Bitch keep nagging had to shut her ass up

Mike jones tipping when I'm swangin' out the cut

My brain missing if the dope don't come

She be wishing if I ain't right by

Punk boy dissin' had to take his ass out

Fucking with team we gon take your ass out

Me and klov slide like who wanna die

Ty still my son so he'll never live up to me

Who the fuck you think you is lil bitch

Ima put your ass ina fucking montage

Chop you up, blades dripping

Gonna find ya body like a god damn collage

Team one coming in, out the way

Cuz you don't wanna play with these boys or the barrage

We don't give a fuck what you say

Hit the gas peeling out the garage

Aye yuh still got that loaded smith and wesson

But what the fuck you think you doing thought I taught yo ass that lesson

Ahh lil k jump on the beat and he just get straight to finessing

No I won't get on your song cuz all your bars is just depressing

I been getting way too high but that's my way of decompressing

So you ain't gon see me slow nah ima never be recessing

Now they calling out my name but I really must be confessing

Cuz I never heard a thing I'm tripping off psilocy

Fuck

I been that (yeah) I switch that (wait)

14 racks and I'm about that chit chat

Took me a minute to blow up I did that

Woke up too late and now I'm boutta get fast

Shoot two shots till I just dip that quick

Get me bag and now we gonna run that shit

Lil bro to mad cause I just got hella drip

Made me stack cause now I'm lit

You look so dummy when I see you rapping all these god damn lines

At least I'm one of those who gonna be something in their life

Talk on my back but you know I don't lack

Came from the gutter now I come for the stack

I do not know you bro get out my face

Counting my money got a lot at my place yuh

I know where yo mama sleeping

I know that yo daddy weeping

Pull up to the nursing home and make them sip that purple aid

Pull up to the function with the toolie he gon catch a fade

Smokin all this green, I'm with my gang, ill put you on the slates

Faded, catch a body, we can't save a bitch we neva late

Pull up to the nursing home and make them sip that purple aid

Pull up to the function with the toolie he gon catch a fade

Smokin all this green, I'm with my gang, ill put you on the slates

Faded, catch a body, we can't save a bitch we neva late

Catch him at the seven eleven

Now watch his body twitch

Just for pushing weight in my trenches

I bet this shotty kick

Rolling sticky with yo bitty

And she knowing all my lyrics

Now I got her screaming pyrrhic

I fill you with buckshot

I pose for the mugshot

Now witness the pop pop

I don't do don dada

I kidnap your nana

I'm breaking the law

All these rappers' soft

I'm the rawest thing you ever fucking saw