Mutual

With the mic
Son of the night
She talkin' too much I gave her the pipe
I need my mind wide open baby pass me the light
Backwoods life but a Dutch shall suffice (Aye)
Shawty came thru with a extra glock (Aye)
Rolling on these horse like I'm Camelot (Uh)
Feds tryna catch me on the cams a lot
But my niggas got my back double like a camel got
If you were a god too you would hide your face
My flow is so potent baby I thought it was laced
I'm Kobe in the kitchen niggas needing that base
I feel like Based God with a AR
So far I'm tellin y'all
I got style stay for a while lil mama get a taste
This ain't Hell but my world 's a similar place
Be my Gina Montana till you reach my grave
Free you of your brain
No longer are you a slave
Shawty behave
She said she couldn't help it
The way I pulled up in that thing I swear her brain melted
She moving that body
Sho got me
She felt it
If I had enough to buy her soul man she prolly would sell it
Keep my index finger gangsta keep my style pimpin
Her ass an atheist the way it's against my religions
Your holiness had risen
Since God made the prisms
My mentals been one with your very existence we met on other dimensions
I'm tryna say that we fucked in a past life
Plus, I feel like I seen that ass twice
No advice, I know exactly what we doin'
Just make sure that you know that it's the bread that I'm pursuing
(So) so what we got here baby that shall prosper
Whatever you call this that shall prosper
Just give me your whole heart that's all it will cost ya
Got you going crazy for a young ass mobster like

(Aye)
She feelin' the same
I know she feelin the same
I know she feelin the same
She feelin the same (Aye)
I know she feelin the same
Cuz its so mutual
Cuz its so mutual

In my whip don't push no buttons
Been riding all day stayed up clutching
Hit 'em from the back there ain't no frontin'
So I need something baby I need something
To get god's mind right, alright
Chocolate creamery what would I do for the Klondike?
Please align a soldier's chakras just right
We can hit this mary till we see Christ
And baby we gone baptize these sheets all night
Baby Ima beast all night
Like Dooby MPC girl Ima beat all night
Tell your man that you got work at its gone be all night
But that's only for the freak in you
My goddess when I pray sometimes I feel like I aint reaching you
To be true
Few have really caughten my view
Even tho they look like queens they have no mental proof
When these fiends start to speak, police bring heat to the streets, most of these brawds say poof
But if I got you baby who do I need?
When I got you baby who do I need?
Cuz you was with me before the pounds and keys
With me when my ignition still needed a key
I love your I love your curves and figures
Way you curvin' these niggas
Let 'em know that daddy bring the pain
Please please let em know that daddy off the cain
In your future Ex box can't believe a nigga playing this game
Aye and she feelin the same, yeah I know she feeling the same
In your future Ex box cant believe young mobster still playing this game

(Mane)