Das Fax
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Ayt... you're now tuned into Mystik Radio
This one goes out to all my peoples that's been feelin' really low
So we just gotta get really high
Drip Drip Drip
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Hi
I like to get high
It helps me get by
Sometimes I think like why
I mean I go to the sky
And take my time
Relax my mind (my mind... my mind... my mind)
Fax on fax on fax (das fax)
Everything I say to you is fax
No need to cap, boy I know you lack
Drums stay dumb cause the beat keeps slappin'
Walk on two feet, ten toes, one passion
Stay blastin'
No cappin'
For no nigguh am I stoppin'
On their heads I'll be stompin'
Let's get blazed let's stay poppin'
Shockin', blockin', knockin', lockin'
Grey clouds is on the way
Mystik is on the way
What more can I say
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Kept the bass so we stay moshin'
I'm not a weirdo, I'm a Martian
Artist, Kawasaki choppin'
Hella trippy vibe issa party
Mystik gettin' it all started
808 bounce so retarded
Jimmy said something but I fuggot about it
Flow so vicious haters been flockin', blockin' all the vibes
Cappin all the time
They don't understand that they cap of our lives
Instagram pics of the best days of our lives
So the hourglass goes and time flies by
Relapsing in my mind, of all the horrid lies
That we all lived, that we all survived
We past it
We gotta stay trappin'
I gotta show some nigguhs that a Liyon got passion
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
I don't drip high fashion
I'm too broke for that shit
See I gotta be honest, I can't be a rat
Chasin' cheddar, in December, bro I can't relax
Puttin' pedal to the metal, push it to the max
Das fax on fax on fax on fax
Tryna keep my life on track
Putting pozzi on the map
I know SA got my back
Blastin' the system hoping that I won't crash
Das fax, Das fax
Few shots been sent
Random girls sayin' that I'm heavenly sent
Preaching to the kids like I'm a reverend
Call me if you need a bless
Swimming out the deep
Swimming solo for so long it's still hard to breathe
But trust me when I say imma have feast
Admitting to defeat, reset the mind
Just make sure you don't repeat being on your knees
Das fax for my gees
Ayt... you're now tuned into Mystik Radio
This one goes out to all my peoples that's been feelin' really low
So we just gotta get really high
Drip Drip Drip
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Hi
I like to get high
It helps me get by
Sometimes I think like why
I mean I go to the sky
And take my time
Relax my mind (my mind... my mind... my mind)
Fax on fax on fax (das fax)
Everything I say to you is fax
No need to cap, boy I know you lack
Drums stay dumb cause the beat keeps slappin'
Walk on two feet, ten toes, one passion
Stay blastin'
No cappin'
For no nigguh am I stoppin'
On their heads I'll be stompin'
Let's get blazed let's stay poppin'
Shockin', blockin', knockin', lockin'
Grey clouds is on the way
Mystik is on the way
What more can I say
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Kept the bass so we stay moshin'
I'm not a weirdo, I'm a Martian
Artist, Kawasaki choppin'
Hella trippy vibe issa party
Mystik gettin' it all started
808 bounce so retarded
Jimmy said something but I fuggot about it
Flow so vicious haters been flockin', blockin' all the vibes
Cappin all the time
They don't understand that they cap of our lives
Instagram pics of the best days of our lives
So the hourglass goes and time flies by
Relapsing in my mind, of all the horrid lies
That we all lived, that we all survived
We past it
We gotta stay trappin'
I gotta show some nigguhs that a Liyon got passion
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Drip go dumb, Das fax
Haters talk shit, Das fax
Imma still trap, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Imma keep hustlin', Das fax
In the end imma win, Das fax
I gotta act like a king, Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
Das fax
I don't drip high fashion
I'm too broke for that shit
See I gotta be honest, I can't be a rat
Chasin' cheddar, in December, bro I can't relax
Puttin' pedal to the metal, push it to the max
Das fax on fax on fax on fax
Tryna keep my life on track
Putting pozzi on the map
I know SA got my back
Blastin' the system hoping that I won't crash
Das fax, Das fax
Few shots been sent
Random girls sayin' that I'm heavenly sent
Preaching to the kids like I'm a reverend
Call me if you need a bless
Swimming out the deep
Swimming solo for so long it's still hard to breathe
But trust me when I say imma have feast
Admitting to defeat, reset the mind
Just make sure you don't repeat being on your knees
Das fax for my gees
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