lirik lagu mischief - yè
[intro]
you know it’s al mac
[verse 1]
no pillow talkin’, money’s callin’
first thing that i heard this morning
made bands, buying waps and warring
ain’t rich, but these birds keeps soaring
i’m stirring coke, the kettle pouring
feds still watching, building cases
but if an opp slips again, i’m scoring
got green and white like sporting
tryna ball like eze in south
whip grub like jamie oliver, gourmet like mr. chow
f~ck next up, i need it now
counting notes in large amounts
brizzy straight cash, handguns cost, link says there’s more, i buy ’em out
no drugs, i’m on alert
no yak, my man got burst and next time i saw him on a shirt
done took risk, all yè weren’t growin’, i know somehow it’s got a work
putting soft inside the pot, just wanna rock, no uzi vert
[chorus]
trap boy, i still ain’t lidge, my talent out in lake (move that)
if i get caught with this money, i’ll catch a laundry case
no gym, i’m benching grams of this weight feel out its shape (kilos)
fans want me doin’ rap, i’m trenches, bumpin’ yè (it’s going)
trap boy, i still ain’t lidge, my talent out in lake (out it)
if i get caught with this money, i’ll catch a laundry case (ah)
no gym, i’m benching grams of this weight feel out its shape (keys)
fans want me doin’ rap, i’m trenches, bumpin’ yè (yè)
[verse 2]
dodge cameras when we pop corn, clips like movies, ain’t no actors
bootings get done broad~day, then make the evening standard
guys start rapping, then force beef, these yutes just moving backwards
done spent ten racks on new handings
i’ll throw [?] random mine
still spin it for the six
still drop it in in the ‘rex
green lights, i’ll take those trips no way i’ll stop for feds
just copped these lv kicks but they know how i step
he probs done know who done it, but knows why he got stretched (i know)
[verse 3]
when the season’s cold don’t freeze up
outside cold, don’t freeze
this one~clack heats me warm but still work with this heat
pull up, no exercise, the same time making coka dive
he doped up with the bicarb, have the mixture looks like sprite
[chorus]
trap boy, i still ain’t lidge, my talent out in lake (move that)
if i get caught with this money, i’ll catch a laundry case
no gym, i’m benching grams of this weight feel out its shape (kilos)
fans want me doin’ rap, i’m trenches, bumpin’ yè (it’s going)
trap boy, i still ain’t lidge, my talent out in lake (out it)
if i get caught with this money, i’ll catch a laundry case (ah)
no gym, i’m benching grams of this weight feel out its shape (keys)
fans want me doin’ rap, i’m trenches, bumpin’ yè (yè)
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