Mobile Suit Woe

I wake up every morning and do (what the fuck I want)
And I don't deal with nobody 'til I smoke my blunt (I smoke my fucking blunt)
I take his last meal if he assuming I'm a punk (who?)
You get yo' ass caught inside my cage then we done (boom-boom)

These niggas talking shit with no metals on they arms (hold up)
But bitch, I'm laid out, whole suit made of armor
Captain Mobile Suit, let blood wings fly out my armor
Let me catch him slipping I'ma drag him to his momma (boom-boom)

I can't ever fall, boy, I run the whole tundra (run the whole fucking tundra)
You bring a fool to me, I'll breathe some ice in his stomach (in his stomach)
Now, he can't bare the pain, you see blood when he vomit (boom-boom)
I told this boy ahead of time that he ain't even want it (he ain't even want it)

Now, I'll be smoking blunts that make me think I'm in Dubai (boom, boom, boom)
And I'm still moving forward with my fleet on the right (boom, boom, boom)
My whole squad healthy, looking up to the sky (my squad)
And we gon' sail forever, we won't ever lose a fight (boom-boom)

Nowadays, labels hit us up and we know why (what's up?)
'Cause we killing all them signed artists on sight (boom-boom)
And bitch, we gon' decline 'til the situation right (boom-boom)
I let Hollow Squad the Coffin Fleet sink a nigga life

Bitch!



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Writer(s): Xavier Beard
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