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Misfit
Skilla Baby
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(MIA JAY C)
Huh
No, for real (MIA JAY C)
Huh
Every time I see my opps, I'm gon' flip niggas (Huh, no cap)
In the field, John Madden, it's a hit stick, nigga (Ayy)
I ain't goin' back broke, I do rich shit (Ayy)
I fuck my hoes on a pile of money, I got rich, nigga (Huh)
Too rich to go on drills, so I send hits (Huh)
If rap don't work for me, I know how to flip bricks, nigga (No)
I don't fuck with nobody, I'm a misfit (No, I don't)
I really spent like ten thousand on this 'fit (No cap)
I ain't gon' lie, lately, I been on my Ricky shit (Phew)
Ain't gotta turn the lights on 'cause
My wrist lit ('Cause my wrist lit)
This ain't no lil' boy ice, this a big kit (No cap)
My blick came with a beam, my Drac' came with a kit (Huh, baow)
I got like a hundred thousand in 'Miris (Huh, huh)
Nigga, I wouldn't let a stylist get near me (Huh)
I don't never see my opps out 'cause they fear me
Them boys only on the 'Gram tryna DM me (Huh, huh)
I got a Palm Angels leather jacket on, huh (No cap)
I rapped about my whole outfit on a song, huh (No cap)
These ain't no regular goggles that I got on, nigga (Huh)
These chrome, nigga (Huh, huh)
I'm young, but my money grown, nigga (No cap)
Temper short, but my money long, nigga (No cap)
You ain't no real P, you don't know Hitter (Huh)
I tell my young nigga go, he gon' go get 'em (He gon' go get 'em)
Put a switch on a whip, hit like four niggas (Frrt)
I don't never trip 'cause I know killers ('Cause I know killers)
Niggas always talkin' shit that don't know Steely (Ayy)
I'll get a nigga killed tomorrow like GloRilla (Huh)
You can only hang with me if you spin shit (On the gang)
All my ice water, I do trim shit (On the gang)
All my money blue, all my hoes swim, Dick (On the gang)
When you spin shit, double back if you don't hit shit (Ayy, huh)
I just got rich, my old nigga been rich (Huh)
Man, give that bitch to me, you ain't gon' spin shit (Huh)
I'm a rich nigga, I need a rich bitch (Huh)
Dolla got a roll down the way, he let
Me send shit (He let me send shit)
Peace to the guys (Peace to the guys)
I got shot one time and three niggas died (Huh)
I cut everybody off that keep bein' odd (Huh)
Some shit I just really leave up to God (I just leave up to God)
I'm tryna catch a hat, you can see it in my eyes (Huh)
I'm the truth, lil' nigga, these niggas lyin' (Lyin')
If I ain't on they ass, why these niggas cryin'? (Cryin')
If I ain't on they ass, why these niggas cryin'? (Cryin')
If I ain't on they ass, why these niggas hidin'? (Hidin')
If I ain't on they ass, why my niggas slidin'? (Slidin')
My nigga slide by himself, he shot and then drivin' (Huh)
Huh, ayy
Niggas don't talk shit to me, only fake pages (Huh)
I let my lil' niggas slide 'cause they they ages (They they ages)
I don't tell my niggas, "Stay safe,"
I say, "Stay dangerous" (Dangerous)
Richest nigga in the city (Huh), wish me luck, ayy (Huh)
Man, I got the other side sick as fuck, huh (Sick as fuck)
And fuck the dead opps, dig 'em up (Dig 'em up)
Huh, gang, ayy
Don't respect no new opps, they just fake threats
I just bought some new Glocks with my paycheck
Bendin' over him like, "Nigga, take that" (Take that)
Lil' bro the hottest in the city, they ain't even seen his face yet
'Cause he always masked up and he quick to blast somethin'
Got a contract with my killers, so I keep some cash tucked
Couple opps been goin' missing, I think they got bad luck
And it ain't no competition, nigga, they can't pass us
Backyards dog shit, them switches make him fall quick
We gon' run his ho and turn her mouth into a ball pit
If they ever cross that line of scrimmage, we gon' all blick
Forty ringin', he got FaceTimed, they wish they call missed
From Chiraq like I'm Sosa, I'm who these bitches love
Got blicks on us mean-muggin' while we in the club
He think he steppin' how we thuggin', we gon' give him slugs
Bitch, I'm a gangster like my cousin, it's just in the blood
Huh, every time I see my opps, I'm gon' flip niggas (Huh)
In the field, John Madden, it's a hit stick, nigga
I ain't goin' back broke, I do rich shit
I fuck my hoes on a pile of money, I got rich, nigga (Huh)
Too rich to go on drills, so I send hits
If rap don't work for me, I know how to flip bricks, nigga
I don't fuck with nobody, I'm a misfit
I really spent like ten thousand on this 'fit