Lyrics
Shawty on a mission
Juggin and she strippin
She just want the scrilla
Fuck your superstitions
Up and down that pole
Shawty so persistent
Body singing to me
And I love the composition
Got no competition
Sexy with ambition
Hypnotize the room
Money to the ceiling
Way she move her body
She might charm a million
Must be illuminati
Swallowing my children
Throw it back
Like a shot
Pour another round
Drop it low
Real slow
For the underground
Drippin gold
I don't mind
Went a couple rounds
Booty so damn fat
Got me out of bounds
Get the Strap
Back with the rubber now
Gimme Dat
I ain't worried bout a crowd
Where he at
Heard your nigga outta town
Roger that
Throw the peach
Im'a pipe it down
No super hero
Im crisis dinero
Breaking down them zeros
Sideways like i'm Krypto
Currency unlimited
God always deliver it
Right on time
So you know
Who my only witness is
Only, Flawless, Finishes
You know this
Always on my grind
Kings Never lose focus
Whole squad deadly
We swarm like some locusts
All my niggas eating
Off the crop like moses
Never trust a opp
All these niggas osmosis
Never got a plate
Steady moving like roaches
Wait till I get the raid
Blood suckers gettin sprayed
Holy water in my system
I make it rain like the game
No Arcade
Shooting like wade
Posted up on the block
If they really want the fade
Faking you're what your not
I can do this all day
But getting calls from the gwap
Got me feelin all jade
I'm self made
Soon to be self paid
Get rich or die trying
So they want me in that cage
Im feeling like a lion ribs touching
Bout to go on a rampage
Make em poof like the myans
Every time I show my fangs
But it's cool though
Got a gang of real niggas showing kudos
Got a couple bad bitches
I done hit like a free throw
That's lightwork, after that you know it finito
Shawty on a mission
Juggin and she strippin
She just want the scrilla
Fuck ur superstitions
Up and down that pole
Shawty so persistent
Body singing to me
And I love the composition
Got no competition
Sexy with ambition
Hypnotize the room
Money to the ceiling
Way she move her body
She might charm a million
Must be illuminati
Swallowing my children
Must be illuminati
How she bend like that
Tongue me down like a serpent
And she arch that back
Only one thing for certain
Leave your heart out back
Don't fall in love with the pussy
She gon want that back
Cause she in love with the money
Better throw them dollars up
Put you in a trance
Slow motion
Then she pick it up
Pass it to the homie
Gettin blocked if he don't lay it up
Gotta show finesse
Killer cross, Throw the jelly up
Just keep them shooters on point
You know the game young buck
Bad and from the hood
Might set yo ass up
Can't walk around slippin
Talkin bout bad luck
Cause everybody on a mission
For that bently truck
Everybody having fun
Till them guns go up
And everybody talking peace
Till them funds run up
Ayee
Just climb the ladder
Everybody run they mouth
Fuck what they talking bout
Dirty money, clean money
Really don't matter
You know that's word to banks
Another underrated rapper
Im'a get it any means
This wont be the last chapter
Bitch I'm hungry and I'm savage
I Hunt the east like a raptor
Then I'm back to the crib
Diving in that's a rapture
The Yin to my Yang
Twin Flame wit a snapper
Beating up the guts
Like I'm whipping up the batter
Leaking all crazy
Like your boy forgot the wrapper
Ayee
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Ayee, ayee
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Ayee, ayee
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Ayee, ayee
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit
Lets get it
Shawty on a mission
Juggin and she strippin
She just want the scrilla
Fuck your superstitions.
Up and down that pole
Shawty so persistent
Body singing to me
And I love the composition
Got no competition
Sexy with ambition
Hypnotize the room
Money to the ceiling
Way she move her body
She might charm a million
Must be illuminati
Swallowing my children