mystikal

Lyrics
[Intro] Ayy, nigga, hold up (430) (Ayy, hold up Chase) Yeah, for real, nigga, fuck nigga Run that, run that shit back [Verse] I'm like, fuck the rap game, fuck the rap game I'll fuck a rapper nigga bitch off the pack Sill hittin' all bases when they bitch [?], nigga Got other [?] to dribble plays, you niggas ain't catch, bitch I miss the rip, there's no incentive Pop my shit and talk to the cat, pimpin', pimpin' The biggest [?] the way the [?] here, [?] My mind's business, Steve Rankin mixed wit' Genghis, ayy Call my phone when real niggas come back in style When the Rick warriors' and all the vintage thugs' sauce run out We done heard all that, word of mouth My dawg fightin' a murder trial Can't wait to go cop that 'Rari and grab him when he get out, nigga Bet twenty thou' that my money ain't runnin' out I see you niggas bet on me, doin' all that ravin' around That shit amazing to watch, how low you gon' stoop to the ground? But as king of the underworld, don't go no lower down, bitch, ayy (Hi) Here I come, here I go She get way too mystical, I'm waitin' for the world to blow, bitch, nigga I be all alone wit' my sorrows and my woes and it shows, yeah, nigga (430) No matter how good I make it look, I'm still just Carol son, overbooked, underpaid and overlooked, yeah For my souls to the [?], get another get back Still swingin' while I'm touchin' my back [Outro] 430, okay, play that shit Run that, run that shit back, 430
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Credits
- Writers
- Robb Bank$
- Chase Vibez