Текст песни Mucus Flow - j shiest

(Spaino, Rock Out!)
(Fuck It)

Mhm, mhm, mhm, yeah okay
Mhm, mhm, mhm yeah okay
Mhm, mhm, yeah, yeah okay
Mhm, mhm, mhm, yeah okay

Alright
Yeah im out my mix, im right back outside cause im on my shit
Never been the gangster type but if he buck we send a blitz
These niggas know bout RDB we getting money taking risks
If z.roy say its fuck you, then its fuck you, aint no arguing
Sitting back and thinking im like "damn i might just pop it"
Niggas posting me on instagram pages
Oh they just talking (yeah)
Niggas knowing i been wanting all this money
Since a youngin' (yeah)
Niggas dying bout this shit
So i cant let you take it from me, yeah
Real shit
My nigga kee been living on that drill shit
And mitch had told him chill this shit for real
its bad for business
Niggas know i love my brother
But i cant worry bout how he livin
And kevin told me chill i said "i cant, i need a million"
Juan had seen my demon time person, it get awful
Yeah im very P, not hugging her
i told her ass "get off me!"
Love this rap shit, not a one trick pony
Nigga i got options
This d-boy swag for real
im wearing stacked jeans proceed with caution
Yeah

Said it on my freestyle if he talking then you drop em
Promoting bad shit, let me stop
Living good ain't got no opps
Need a richard mille and red keys
im tryna snatch a hawk
she been distant, say she scared of me
i hate that we aint talking
Found my swag and now im popping
They was laughing now they watching
Even though i hang 'round dopeboys
serving bags is not an option
Whole atlanta turned to orthodontists
These niggas be flossing
Going K4K, i feel like loaded
Can't nobody stop me
We on different fields
But i move like a DB like call me ricky
Go from 10 to 100 like im rod, this shit get sticky
Im real playa, when i see my P yeah ima kick it
Mucus flow, im sick as hell
got in the stu' and i still did it
Now tell them niggas wait a minute
Still my turn no i'an finished
Shovel broke and im still digging
Selling dope ain't in my image
Im the kid who went and did and did
On all my cars the windows tinted
I know im gone win again
i took a loss but i ain't tripping
Popping shit im feeling big
Im wearing orange like thirty four
You should already know what time it is
When i walk through the door
Grew up wit alot of shit
But fuck it nigga i want some mo'
I been singing trap music like its glee
But i ain't zo yeah

Mhm, mhm, mhm, yeah okay
Mhm, mhm, mhm yeah okay
Mhm, mhm, yeah, yeah okay
Mhm, mhm, mhm, yeah okay

(Haha, You dig it?)
(Im Just Kicking my pimpin')
(Im Just Kicking my pim-)
(Alright)
(Yeah thats hard!)