Lyrics Face Mask - MaKalani

Bitch (JR 808)
Lani Worrld, nigga

Go broke or get pape? I'ma grind, I'ma skate (Yeah)
I'ma win, I'ma ball, bitch, no matter what it take
With my twin, with my dawg, we don't tolerate the fake (Nah)
Niggas cornballs, sacrifice they bro's for some cake

Feeling like I'm Peter Parker, I den missed my bitch date (Damn)
Say a diss in a song and I'll say to yo face (Say it to yo face)
If you take it to the net, we gon' take it to yo place (Bitch)
I ain't talkin' bout some ass when I'm makin' shit shake (Making shit shake)

But you can still get your bitch snatched
My baby ride my dick fast, I can tell 'cause she whiplashed (Woo!)
Nah, I don't do pleasure over business, that's a mismatch (Nah)
Boy, you need somethin' to match yo whole image, where yo fitted at? (Yeah)

Boy, you need somethin' to match yo whole gimmick 'cause you clownin' (Yeah)
Steady talkin' how these hoes ain't loyal, Chris Brownin' (Nah)
I need big trophies hanging around my neck like medallion's
And we in a room, and she on her knees, freestyling

Huh, you can't tell me shit, this my glowin' era
Put the whip in sports mode, had me zoomin' like a bow and arrow
I don't like to talk, I let it flow like an instrumental
With my white friends, rockin' heavy metal like a wheelbarrow

Nah, the motion don't stop, it get tough, I'ma still pedal
And my wrist look empty, think it's time for a Presidential
Chokeslam and beat you to the ground, I do not wrestle
Say I'm wrapped around her head, I got home in her residential (Yeah)

Niggas talk like they got ops, but they opless
Horror flicks, but I don't dying at the end, that's the plot twist
The type to gossip with these hoes, that's just something I can't rock with
Lookin' at my bitch give me top while she topless

From here on out, when I drop shit, I will not miss
No more snakes in my circle, all my brothers got a locksmith (We locked in)
Give a fuck if you ain't with me, you get dropped quick
Puttin' all my songs on a playlist, all top hits

Eeny, meeny, miny, mo, catch a hoe on the road
Yeah, that lil' bitch from the streets, if she rattin', let her go
No, I don't like dirty feet, yes, I like them white toes
Lay your bitch up on the sheets, hit it once, it's time to go

Blonde hair and blue eyes, my white lows is white as snow
Bitch, don't get to comfortable, my sisters like to fight hoes
The way you talk, I see yo talk is cheap as far as price goes
2023, I'm thinkin' big with different life goals

Put my feelings in a cold drink, my heart is ice cold