Lyrics:
M to the B
It's M-M-M-M-M to the B
It's M to the B, it's M to the B
Bang
Sophie, you're not the only girl who can spit bars
I've just showed
You small time, I ball with mine
Links, minks, Bentley, it's all with mine
My jams bump out to the borderline
UK hot with it, blew spots with it
(I have no legs)
(I have no leg)
(I have no leg)
Come by the party, get zooted, B?
Uh
Look
Good evening
Yeah, uh
When I party in New
fucked up in the back
Checkin on my weed and scratch I damn near fell out the lat
I hit the sack to sleep it off woke up woozy and still smoking
can't be attacked
It's like my love made you so stupid
Got knocked out by Cupid
Now you tryna stab in the back (yeah)
That's facts
I'm real girl, just
flex to drains that was crazed
When your heart spit up, dip dup damn
Yo, I lost it but
Back is the Black Boogey Man
Manic, mad musician, maker
this passion to action
Cashin attacking my habits
Serpents attached with the hazards
I vanish don't panic no landin out of this planet
God Damn it
Smokin
someone else with you and married
And 3 does this sentence remind you
Oh yeah she likes it dirty
Oh your one to talk
You cheated on you girl then went out
like a Ted what a fluffy thing
When we hold hands i get glued in that shit and start drowning deep down my thoughts
"snap out of it dude,you so
ain't Rio, what, but Bands still the Yung OG
Killing shit out here like Ted Bundy
Eating psychedelic shrooms, these ain't fungi
Shawty suck my dick like
That's when Rae ran out of the back
Towel on, soap on his arms, spit duke around, fell on my lap
Yo, what the fuck happened?
It was a set up to get wet
he was blinded by the ice
That's when Rae ran out of the back
Towel on, soap on his arms, spit duke around, fell on my lap
Yo, what the fuck
four
Took a pill
Moving slow
Bitch I'm happy by my lone
If she staying then I'm gone
I need money, ain't a bum
Really live like how it's sung
Okay these
Yeah
The shit that I spit is animated like hentai
Try to make a fool out of me you end up a dead guy
I don't play ball, clinch hitter like Saenchai
Yes yes y'all, check it out y'all [Repeat: x2]
[Chorus]
(Yo) I find a show, rhyme til it's time to go
I'm designed to blow, my mind's inclined
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
like a dictionary
In the way I spit it lyrical
While feeling satirical
‘Bout this stuff, it's a miracle
That this tape is empirical
‘Cause I'm
your mojo
Putting out the fire the way that you spit it
Im cutting em down like American psycho
Now I don't wanna freak you out
But I have no choice
chew me up and spit me out
I fell for this so many times, it's ridiculous
And still I stick with this, I'm sick of this
But in my sickness
melodies out of spit (YEAH!)
N!**a's probably running round running they mouth
Be talking that shyt to yo bi*** when you wake wake up in a haunted house
of football
Used to feed me, need me, dress me
Now it's so messy straight cut out and left me
Hollywood divorce
All the fresh styles always start off
out
Y’all dropping like it like its
Diamonds on my Dicc
I might show up
Just to catch em
Talkin shit
Benjamins
Gon make yo bitch
Go call it quits
Aint
I've made mine
I lay in
And my mind the same man a days in
A day out
I'm layed out
Two fucks
They faked funk
They fake up
It's made up
Like check print
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