NHG feat. Jay Butta - Mental paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Mental - NHG




Huh
Mmm mmm mmm
That nigga got the heat
Yeah, Bounty this my kinda shit
(I put a Bounty on his head) man
Uh
All these lil niggas counterfeit
Ain't have no doubt in my mind niggas was bound to switch
But look at my accomplishments, I'm doing this shit without major help
To they astonishment, meanwhile they don't accomplish shit
Just become accomplices to niggas out here capping
Like they really out here popping shit, I mean really out here dropping shit
I'm tryna show my team a lot of winning seasons like I'm Popovich
Yo team steady getting popped, y'all just a bunch of zits, getting popped
More than these freak hoes from Flint, shit don't make no sense
I remember I was in the trenches, I don't like to mention
I went M.I.A for a minute, 'cause I don't like attention
This shit I'm inhaling finna take me to another dimension
For you trash niggas to make some shit like this, you ah need a pencil
But I go off my mental soon as Bounty send a instrumental
Got a vibe, keep her own bag 'cause she real expensive
This a one take
I done met the bitch a day, still fucked the first day
Opposition mad 'cause them niggas still ain't hurt me
Bitches burning bad, hoes fucking out with herpes
Told bro empty up the mags if we see them niggas lurking
Bitch nigga want my bag, I can tell how he was searching
I teach the game like the coach, so much heat don't need a coat
She know she fucking with the goat, that's why she keep giving me that throat
Package came through on a boat, real nigga ah never let 'em know
Take off on a space ship, opp niggas don't say shit
If I up the Glocky on them niggas I'ma spray shit
Bitch I been that same lil nigga from the basement
Man I'm gang gang with them hitters, never lame shit
Them niggas gone (uh), he got hit, & now he brainless
We outside, opposition said they on what? But they not sliding
I'm busy going up, this shit too easy so I stopped trying
Bust another one, I seen his brother at the stop sign
This another one, we cooking hits, I feel it's my time



Writer(s): Jay Butta



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