My Mission
See my mission real simple, get money and rap
Take a trip aound the world, put my city on the map
Double back, double up, like it's booming in the trap
If I gotta go and get it, then we move in all black, aye
Look, so I had to tell em' one time
When you getting fetty you gon wanna sleep with one eye
Open, they gon wanna chip you for your tokens
Setup by the same bitch that they said that he was poking
Ooo
Yea my circle like a Cheerio
Corn flakes like you get put up in my cereal
I promise, MVP status like Doncic
Dealing with all, it's a lot up on my conscious
I ain't even tryna sound like I got it
I just know you fuck boys can't stop it
Say you poppin' but you ain't even a topic
I'm coming through your stereo posted with a tropic
Flip the switch in this bitch, watch me turn it up
P-Tron and some weed that I'm burning up
On the west it get wild when I'm serving em'
Bitches and my whip all the same cause I'm swerving em
All my homies on the block know wassup widdit
If you ever get the ball, you better run widdit
Swear to god I want it all, fuck what come widdit
And if it's money on my head then you can come get it
I ain't lying, i ain't finna do no clout chase
I'm in my own lane, gassing it without brakes
Two times, hit the blunt, call it drag race
I'm too fly, I'm getting money at a fast pace
Uhh
And we ain't even bring the hook in
Still get it how I live, hit me for booking
Talk about the game like I took it
Studying it for years got my crown sitting crooked
Okay
And this is my announcement
I'm headed for the top like we climbing up a mountain
And if she ain't getting money stay from 'round it
Cause every bitch panties gonna turn into a fountain
Who am I?
Still that fly young boy?
Took a risk it with it all, ain't tryna die young boy
He ain't riding when it's time, that is not yo' boy
Then get to acting like he funny, that is not Joe Koy
I can't stand bitches
Too worried 'bout they man bitches
Like you ain't just get ran bitches
Probably where ya man wishes
Ima shark he wit clown fishes
But shoutout to my down bitches, aye
See my mission real simple, get the money and rap
Take a trip around the world, put my city on the map
Double back, double up like it's booming in the trap
If I gotta go and get it then we move it all black, aye!
Take a trip aound the world, put my city on the map
Double back, double up, like it's booming in the trap
If I gotta go and get it, then we move in all black, aye
Look, so I had to tell em' one time
When you getting fetty you gon wanna sleep with one eye
Open, they gon wanna chip you for your tokens
Setup by the same bitch that they said that he was poking
Ooo
Yea my circle like a Cheerio
Corn flakes like you get put up in my cereal
I promise, MVP status like Doncic
Dealing with all, it's a lot up on my conscious
I ain't even tryna sound like I got it
I just know you fuck boys can't stop it
Say you poppin' but you ain't even a topic
I'm coming through your stereo posted with a tropic
Flip the switch in this bitch, watch me turn it up
P-Tron and some weed that I'm burning up
On the west it get wild when I'm serving em'
Bitches and my whip all the same cause I'm swerving em
All my homies on the block know wassup widdit
If you ever get the ball, you better run widdit
Swear to god I want it all, fuck what come widdit
And if it's money on my head then you can come get it
I ain't lying, i ain't finna do no clout chase
I'm in my own lane, gassing it without brakes
Two times, hit the blunt, call it drag race
I'm too fly, I'm getting money at a fast pace
Uhh
And we ain't even bring the hook in
Still get it how I live, hit me for booking
Talk about the game like I took it
Studying it for years got my crown sitting crooked
Okay
And this is my announcement
I'm headed for the top like we climbing up a mountain
And if she ain't getting money stay from 'round it
Cause every bitch panties gonna turn into a fountain
Who am I?
Still that fly young boy?
Took a risk it with it all, ain't tryna die young boy
He ain't riding when it's time, that is not yo' boy
Then get to acting like he funny, that is not Joe Koy
I can't stand bitches
Too worried 'bout they man bitches
Like you ain't just get ran bitches
Probably where ya man wishes
Ima shark he wit clown fishes
But shoutout to my down bitches, aye
See my mission real simple, get the money and rap
Take a trip around the world, put my city on the map
Double back, double up like it's booming in the trap
If I gotta go and get it then we move it all black, aye!
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Jurado
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