Mismatch (The Remix) [feat. Young Thug]
Jumped up off the porch, I brought them big racks back, yeah
Took my nigga, we gotta go get back that, yeah
Cold-hearted nigga, get your bitch back
All my niggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeah
Shorty, know I fuck with you but low-key
I could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeah
Pressure about no bitch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeah
I been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeah
Pull up on that bitch, hear my shit knockin'
I'm gon' put them Christians on, rest in peace to Pop
I can't find no red around, niggas sippin' Wock'
Played this at my momma house, she like, "Nigga, drop it"
Stop it, if he ain't with us, my dog gon' lock in
Pull up in that dawn, shе like, "Baby, where your top at?"
Shorty trying to fuck mе, I'm like, "Baby,where your top at?"
I know they hate that I'm on now, you niggas need to stop that
Rest in peace, I be on granny porch thumbing hundreds now
I can't see nobody making no noise, we gon' dumb it down
Thought my dog was gon' live forever
Called me like, "They gunned him down"
Nigga got exposed, now that nigga never come around
I love the streets, I'm proud of what it made me
Heavy hustler, I got to provide it for my baby
Got to stay on my toes, they wanna flame me
Been around them racks, it ain't gon' change me, nah for real
Jumped up off the porch, I brought them big racks back, yeah
Took my nigga, we gotta go get back that, yeah
Cold-hearted nigga, get your bitch back
All my niggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeah
Shorty, know I fuck with you but low-key
I could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeah
Pressure about no bitch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeah
I been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeah
Told your momma that your daddy is a jabroni
Told him I don't play no games, I'm not a Sony
I told that baby watch my dick and not my homies
Fuckin' rich niggas gon' get you macaroni
You ran up on this foreign nigga then I'm goin' ghost
I told my mom feed me baguettes and big ol' stones when I die
I told lil' mama call my phone if I stole or burglarized
You a genie in a bottle 'cause you keep me hypnotized, yeah-yeah
Keep big diamonds on your ass, yeah-yeah (ayy)
Tea cup poodle in your bag, yeah-yeah
She cuttin' up my love with a machete (machete)
I lied, but I told her I was ready (I'm so ready)
I tryna be the one to lick your blood when you bleed, yeah
Trust in you, baby, put your trust in me
I heard it was cap love, it was lusted when they sneeze
So I pull out every time and I bust on your teeth, yeah
Jumped up off the porch, I brought them big racks back, yeah
Took my nigga, we gotta go get back that, yeah
Cold-hearted nigga, get your bitch back
All my niggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeah
Shorty, know I fuck with you but low-key
I could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeah
Pressure about no bitch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeah
I been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeah
Took my nigga, we gotta go get back that, yeah
Cold-hearted nigga, get your bitch back
All my niggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeah
Shorty, know I fuck with you but low-key
I could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeah
Pressure about no bitch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeah
I been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeah
Pull up on that bitch, hear my shit knockin'
I'm gon' put them Christians on, rest in peace to Pop
I can't find no red around, niggas sippin' Wock'
Played this at my momma house, she like, "Nigga, drop it"
Stop it, if he ain't with us, my dog gon' lock in
Pull up in that dawn, shе like, "Baby, where your top at?"
Shorty trying to fuck mе, I'm like, "Baby,where your top at?"
I know they hate that I'm on now, you niggas need to stop that
Rest in peace, I be on granny porch thumbing hundreds now
I can't see nobody making no noise, we gon' dumb it down
Thought my dog was gon' live forever
Called me like, "They gunned him down"
Nigga got exposed, now that nigga never come around
I love the streets, I'm proud of what it made me
Heavy hustler, I got to provide it for my baby
Got to stay on my toes, they wanna flame me
Been around them racks, it ain't gon' change me, nah for real
Jumped up off the porch, I brought them big racks back, yeah
Took my nigga, we gotta go get back that, yeah
Cold-hearted nigga, get your bitch back
All my niggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeah
Shorty, know I fuck with you but low-key
I could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeah
Pressure about no bitch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeah
I been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeah
Told your momma that your daddy is a jabroni
Told him I don't play no games, I'm not a Sony
I told that baby watch my dick and not my homies
Fuckin' rich niggas gon' get you macaroni
You ran up on this foreign nigga then I'm goin' ghost
I told my mom feed me baguettes and big ol' stones when I die
I told lil' mama call my phone if I stole or burglarized
You a genie in a bottle 'cause you keep me hypnotized, yeah-yeah
Keep big diamonds on your ass, yeah-yeah (ayy)
Tea cup poodle in your bag, yeah-yeah
She cuttin' up my love with a machete (machete)
I lied, but I told her I was ready (I'm so ready)
I tryna be the one to lick your blood when you bleed, yeah
Trust in you, baby, put your trust in me
I heard it was cap love, it was lusted when they sneeze
So I pull out every time and I bust on your teeth, yeah
Jumped up off the porch, I brought them big racks back, yeah
Took my nigga, we gotta go get back that, yeah
Cold-hearted nigga, get your bitch back
All my niggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeah
Shorty, know I fuck with you but low-key
I could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeah
Pressure about no bitch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeah
I been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Jared William Grace, Jeffrey Williams, Christopher Jerome Wilson, Brandon Rainey
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