Songtexte mission - Matty Waves

Yeah, yeah

Let's go on a mission (go on a mission)
Yeah, go on a mission (go on a mission)
Yeah, yeah, let's go on a mission

Yeah, Yeah

Jump in the plane in LA
And we gon' go to the moon (yeah, yeah)
I'm bout to go hop in the Cayenne, yeah
Step on the gas and go vroom (yeah, yeah)
Everything that I do on the high end
Bitch, I'm the one not the two (two)
No, I don't need me no stylist
I'm rockin Lil Ricky my shoes (lil ricky)
Racks in my jeans like a thigh pad
Tell em' to just stay in school (ball)
The rollie ain't got perfect timing
You could just tell by the jewels (ball)
Blowin' up just like Bin Laden
They don't even know what to do (boom, boom, boom)
No, I don't got me no conscience
I sell that dope to ya boo

Let's go on the mission (go on a mission)
Yeah, Yeah, go on the mission (go on a mission)

Yeah, flexing on all of these bitches
cause I'm independent (I'm independent)
Yeah, lost everything that I had
They thought I was finished (thought I was finished)
Yeah, tell that lil' bitch I been in my bag
You just wasn't in it
Try not to rap about that cash,
But its hard cause I been gettin' it
Five pointers on my cartier's
Did I forget to bring em' with me?
And I ain't got no deal,
My nigga still serving Whitney
I was out in Houston, I was ballin' like a rocket
I Know that they don't hear me
But I'm bout to start a mosh pit
I say where that choppa (boom, boom, boom, boom),
It's in the closet
Counted 50,000 off a show, I got the crowd lit (go)

Jump in the plane in LA
And we gon' go to the moon (yeah, yeah)
I'm bout to go hop in the Cayenne, yeah
Step on the gas and go vroom (yeah, yeah)
Everything that I do on the high end
Bitch, I'm the one not the two (two)
No, I don't need me no stylist
I'm rockin Lil Ricky my shoes (lil ricky)
Racks in my jeans like a thigh pad
Tell em' to just stay in school (ball)
The rollie ain't got perfect timing
You could just tell by the jewels (ball)
Blowin' up just like Bin Laden
They don't even know what to do (boom, boom, boom)
No, I don't got me no conscience
I sell that dope to ya boo

Blowing up G like the lightening
That nigga ain't know what to do
Know I don't got me no conscience
I serve that dope to your boo

Let's go on the mission, yeah, yeah
Go on a mission, yeah, yeah
Let's go on the mission