Mission Complete

Lyrics

[Intro] Who the hell is Yeah, hey, hey Who the hell is Carlo? Hey, hey [Verse 1] I used to suck it in the back of the Lyft How you have three kids and still ain't got no hips? Damn, I'm mad as hell, I missed the code to the safe If a nigga trust me, he gon' learn today I'm shy but I'm still a hoe just for you Niggas [?] like the rubber loose Bitches think that they can rap, it's givin' Dr. Seuss And tell that skinny ass nigga, he need to drink the booze [?] bitch the one, but she was number two I'm finna [?] like sixty phones and play my shit on repeat I'm tryna wakе a bitch tomorrow, mission complete I just fucked your favoritе nigga, mission complete (Ha) [Chorus] Bust in your mouth like a [?] You thought the rhymes was enough, but I need more head He started moanin', told him, "Sing to me, Paolo" Ain't gotta lie to me, baby, I know you down low When niggas shootin', you the type of nigga to drop it low You ain't the big homie, you niggas singin' to the store I'm on preheat shit, I ain't even turn the oven on I'm tired of these rap niggas tryna assist me [Verse 2] Trick ain't get no pussy, made him [?] weak Booty [?] let me take a peek I wrote his name out on my pussy, blood is stuck with me I had to cut that nigga off when he put on the checks You like a lil Africka but I'm a deluxe I got your nigga cheesin' at his phone at dinner with you The player got five more minutes 'fore I shoot the coupe I stuck that hand under my toe and do a loopty loop You pop the beat and tryna fuck, I'm finna beat your ass I see my opp but it's nothing, hope they can run fast I'm in [?] back then wash my pussy in the sink I know this nigga love me, 'cause he love me hit the link That dick was all up in my stomach like a parasite I just seen your new bitch, man, that was a scary sight He fuck my wig off, so I rode her with my fitted on I'm on niggas who got the same bread, Prada cologne [Chorus] Bust in your mouth like a [?] You thought the rhymes was enough, but I need more head He started moanin', told him, "Sing to me, Paolo" Ain't gotta lie to me, baby, I know you down low When niggas shootin', you the type of nigga to drop it low You ain't the big homie, you niggas singin' to the store I'm on preheat shit, I ain't even turn the oven on I'm tired of these rap niggas tryna assist me [Verse 3] When I was showin' love, they wasn't tryna work with me With niggas on my dick, now they think it's up for me But I ain't signin' unless I got enough to fifteen But I ain't signin' unless I got enough to fifteen Before you try to start with me, make sure you know who I am I'm like Carrie, I got gifts [?] you dead I shoot, but I won't kill you, leave you with a [?] [Chorus] Bust in your mouth like a [?] You thought the rhymes was enough, but I need more head He started moanin', told him, "Sing to me, Paolo" Ain't gotta lie to me, baby, I know you down low When niggas shootin', you the type of nigga to drop it low You ain't the big homie, you niggas singin' to the store