M.I.S

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[Intro] (Theory) Yuh, yuh, yuh [Chorus] Yeah I'm a big dawg put me ona leash And don't try to call cause I'm out your reach And I'm still trapped on Mars, told you I'm geeked I studied them bars when I couldn't sleep And I link with stars every day of the week I got bitches and broads tryna fuck with me And I'm feeling like Mike who they wanna be Swear these bitches and broads tryin to get to me And I hang with stars every day of the week Yes, I play with them bars when I cannot sleep And I'm still trapped on Mars, told you that I'm geeked Please don't try to call cause Im out your reach I'm a big dawg put me ona leash Real rockstar, sound like a Beetle I'm drippin water fly just like a seagull [Verse 1] I can go far because I do not need you Man, I'm so slimy you let me deceive you Why do these lil niggas think that we equal? I get so high that I can't talk to people Yeah, Lonely the first, don't need me a sequel She want that verse gotta pay for the feature Stop stealing my sauce and just quick lemme just teach you These niggas bitches and they really see-through They relay my shit and run it like a (?), cause when I touch the mic yeah I finger fuck the beat I link with the plug and we break down the peak And this is no cap, yeah I'm speaking what I see I really hate how this had to be Now I'm duckin (?) trying to dodge the heat They say "You could make a mill of your speech" But I'm trying to make a mill of the streets [Refrain] I eat a perc I'm buzzing like a bee I know it hurts cause you were doubtin me I know they count me out but you can count on me And I don't want my crown cause Ima fallen king Ima Just kick back and roll my weed Im at a kick-back, feelin geeked I got (?) that she can't believe it Please do not cry when it is time to leave [Chorus] Yeah I'm a big dawg put me ona leash And don't try to call cause I'm out your reach And I'm still trapped on Mars, told you I'm geeked I studied them bars when I couldn't sleep And I link with stars every day of the week I got bitches and broads tryna fuck with me And I'm feeling like Mike who they wanna be Swear these bitches and broads tryin to get to me And I hang with stars every day of the week Yes, I play with them bars when I cannot sleep And I'm still trapped on Mars, told you that I'm geeked Please don't try to call cause Im out your reach I'm a big dawg put me ona leash Real rockstar, sound like a Beetle I'm drippin water fly just like a seagull
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Credits
- Writers
- Theory (Producer)
- Destroy Lonely