Ayo
Lets fucking go my boy
Hot summer new money
Verse 1
Swear to god im a fucking monster
I pull up in that tonka with different color candies on me nigga Willy Wonka, I know you see me
The way my neck froze, only got one chain on, that’s the herringbone but that’s all it takes though
To make your shawty hit the floor, bad mamacita on me, want to let a molly go
Told her if she slide with me before a nigga hit the door, take her ass to wonderland and her man ain't gotta know
Im tired of playing with ya, finally seeing the bigger picture
Your stock only as good as the niggas who down with ya
Type of boys to wеt you up and whoever round with ya, bigger squad just mеans more niggas that’s underground with ya
Who the pallbearers? Black masks we all wearers. Black suits, black ties, yall all wearers
Now im at yo funeral trying to act like im caring
Mama crying, im tryna console her, “it’s ok Karen”. And what for?
Niggas dying over clout, nigga I suggest you keep my fucking name out of your mouth
Better suggestion is pick another man to worry bout, I knew there was a reason we ain't let you in the traphouse
Hook
I just wanna see you shake something, break something, break fast
Drop it low, Mississippi mud baby shake ass
Give these broke boys a reason that they can throw cash
Be the same reason I recline, observe and laugh
Fire on me, fire homie, fry a homie, expire homie
Fact checking, no lying homie, carole baskins we feed yo ass to the lions homie
Verse 2
Let me get back to business, your boy been at it for a while
Shawty last man was simping, she did that nigga foul, now she all on me
Expecting a handout but a nigga never been known for giving bread to a fowl
Ima hit maker, on pace with your pacemaker, steady beatin, beat the odds a risk taker
Big dog, daddy blood, jaw breaker
Body rappers, mortician, the undertaker
How you like that?! Give the game an ice pack
Late night, send a nigga to bed no night cap. Now they sleeping on me, nyquil don’t drink that
Quick to wake your ass up with a drum and leave you flat
Hook
I just wanna see you shake something, break something, break fast
Drop it low, Mississippi mud baby shake ass
Give these broke boys a reason that they can throw cash
Be the same reason I recline, observe and laugh
Fire on me, fire homie, fry a homie, expire homie
Fact checking, no lying homie, carole baskins we feed yo ass to the lions homie
Outro
Lets go
Lets get it poppin, shit
You don’t need nothing else to me homeboy
Yea
Lets fucking go my boy
Hot summer new money
Verse 1
Swear to god im a fucking monster
I pull up in that tonka with different color candies on me nigga Willy Wonka, I know you see me
The way my neck froze, only got one chain on, that’s the herringbone but that’s all it takes though
To make your shawty hit the floor, bad mamacita on me, want to let a molly go
Told her if she slide with me before a nigga hit the door, take her ass to wonderland and her man ain't gotta know
Im tired of playing with ya, finally seeing the bigger picture
Your stock only as good as the niggas who down with ya
Type of boys to wеt you up and whoever round with ya, bigger squad just mеans more niggas that’s underground with ya
Who the pallbearers? Black masks we all wearers. Black suits, black ties, yall all wearers
Now im at yo funeral trying to act like im caring
Mama crying, im tryna console her, “it’s ok Karen”. And what for?
Niggas dying over clout, nigga I suggest you keep my fucking name out of your mouth
Better suggestion is pick another man to worry bout, I knew there was a reason we ain't let you in the traphouse
Hook
I just wanna see you shake something, break something, break fast
Drop it low, Mississippi mud baby shake ass
Give these broke boys a reason that they can throw cash
Be the same reason I recline, observe and laugh
Fire on me, fire homie, fry a homie, expire homie
Fact checking, no lying homie, carole baskins we feed yo ass to the lions homie
Verse 2
Let me get back to business, your boy been at it for a while
Shawty last man was simping, she did that nigga foul, now she all on me
Expecting a handout but a nigga never been known for giving bread to a fowl
Ima hit maker, on pace with your pacemaker, steady beatin, beat the odds a risk taker
Big dog, daddy blood, jaw breaker
Body rappers, mortician, the undertaker
How you like that?! Give the game an ice pack
Late night, send a nigga to bed no night cap. Now they sleeping on me, nyquil don’t drink that
Quick to wake your ass up with a drum and leave you flat
Hook
I just wanna see you shake something, break something, break fast
Drop it low, Mississippi mud baby shake ass
Give these broke boys a reason that they can throw cash
Be the same reason I recline, observe and laugh
Fire on me, fire homie, fry a homie, expire homie
Fact checking, no lying homie, carole baskins we feed yo ass to the lions homie
Outro
Lets go
Lets get it poppin, shit
You don’t need nothing else to me homeboy
Yea
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