Mr. Miyagi

Skinny mixed it with D'USSÉ
Pretty bitches rollin' duvets
I'm really rich, no jury
Fuck the judge and the jury

I'm from Clinton County where them demons lurkin'
My car German, my plug Persian
Close curtains if you fuck with me
C-close curtains if you fuck with me

In these streets, fuck this industry
OG told me "Youngin', get this money," now I'm big homie
Hunnids, fifties, twenties, get you knocked off for a little biggie
Long live Slim Dunkin
Cross the line, I'm done bih'
Had a whole fuckin' course, dunkin'

I got the girl and a Molly
She got tattoos on her body
She call me Mr. Miyagi

Yuh, what's up, bitch? Yuh
Chop a wallet, yeah, it's there
Got that weight, plenty on my wrist
Diamonds on my feet
Your thotty lookin' naughty, so she's on my list

I trick her for the treat, trick her for the treats, ooh, yuh
Baby buy the sweets, yum, yuh
Bottles on my cheap chrome, yuh
Got my money with no cheats, yuh

Fuck what you mean, Jack and the bean
Gravy and I hit the top of the team
When I'm whippin' the cream, you creasin' the seam
And I might just have to make a mess of your dream

All aboard the gravy train, yuh
Rubies on my pinkie ring, yuh
Bbno$, oh, bbno$
Please inform me why you don't have a nice chain (chain)

I got the girl and a Molly
She got tattoos on her body
She call me Mr. Miyagi
I teach that lil' baby everything
Fuck the one time she want a wedding ring
Do your thing, shawty, do your thing
Be a rat nigga like Booty Thang

Bro, you suck, Andrei (Flocka)
It's bbno$ (skrr)
Bow, bow, bow bow bow bow



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Writer(s): Alexander Gumuchian
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