Bitch
Call me the microphone fiend
Bih wanna hold my hand
Hit boy in his bag
Bih wanna smoke my weed
Tell 'em man follow my lead
Spin car from Japan
Go ahead get what I need
Can't have shit with no plan
Call me the microphone fiend
Addicted to that bag
Melody, yeah, I breathe
Metaphor in my stash
Bih better take my heat
Fuck around hoe gon' crash
Pain in my toes and my feet
Ran it up then they got mad
[Hook]
They callin' me microphone fiend (everybody know that shit about me)
They callin' me microphone fiend (everybody know that shit about mе)
Swallow on my t-shirt shawty lay shit down like it matte black
Whole pot in my kеy leave (?) shawty run shit down like it Scat Pack
Way down on my bag lil' shawty you lookin' like something like sandbag
He ain't type of nigga that beg for pardon tell that bitch to back back
Swear to God niggas can't see me for dinner, we already had rice with the seaweed
In love with the mic and it feed me, lead and they talk about shit like some peewees (??)
How to get it out my mind had to go track on a bih like a i8
Play with the fan like Iraq, play with the 80 inch then it's gon' gyrate (??)
Its like the only one on the highway, play with the bar yeah I'm making 'em my way
Look at the paper like its climax niggas ain't no talent and no faith
Like no book when I saw you rock coming in playing like parcel (?)
Said what you don't wanna argue, he the type make nigga make gold out a carving
Lay a beat down that's a carcass, he the type of nigga make eyes out of marbles
Go across the world like a harpoon, every time a nigga touch the pape' that's an arson
Hardbody steel man, I don't give a fuck if you feel me
Microphone fiend, all I do is inhale and wait then I'm gonna be over a trillion
[Hook]
Call me the microphone fiend
Bih wanna hold my hand
Hit boy in his bag
Bih wanna smoke my weed
Tell 'em man follow my lead
Spin car from Japan
Go ahead get what I need
Can't have shit with no plan
Call me the microphone fiend
Addicted to that bag
Melody, yeah, I breathe
Metaphor in my stash
Bih better take my heat
Fuck around hoe gon' crash
Pain in my toes and my feet
Ran it up then they got mad
[Hook]
They callin' me microphone fiend (everybody know that shit about me)
They callin' me microphone fiend (everybody know that shit about mе)
Swallow on my t-shirt shawty lay shit down like it matte black
Whole pot in my kеy leave (?) shawty run shit down like it Scat Pack
Way down on my bag lil' shawty you lookin' like something like sandbag
He ain't type of nigga that beg for pardon tell that bitch to back back
Swear to God niggas can't see me for dinner, we already had rice with the seaweed
In love with the mic and it feed me, lead and they talk about shit like some peewees (??)
How to get it out my mind had to go track on a bih like a i8
Play with the fan like Iraq, play with the 80 inch then it's gon' gyrate (??)
Its like the only one on the highway, play with the bar yeah I'm making 'em my way
Look at the paper like its climax niggas ain't no talent and no faith
Like no book when I saw you rock coming in playing like parcel (?)
Said what you don't wanna argue, he the type make nigga make gold out a carving
Lay a beat down that's a carcass, he the type of nigga make eyes out of marbles
Go across the world like a harpoon, every time a nigga touch the pape' that's an arson
Hardbody steel man, I don't give a fuck if you feel me
Microphone fiend, all I do is inhale and wait then I'm gonna be over a trillion
[Hook]
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