Misa
Yeah, get this
Gonna get a bag and a necklace
Yeah, I'm reckless
Hit you with a rack like tennis
You're horrendous
How you get hit with a kick like Tekken?
Yeah, check this
You'll be alive for 10 seconds
After that, count all your blessings
They can find you in the ground but
Who really checking?
I just hit you in the chest with this
Smith and Wesson
You can find me in your class
How I'm teaching lessons
My side wanna go to Saks Fifth
Gimme a second
Inside she insidious
Kinda mysterious
The way that she move
Got me feeling so curious
I think I'm delirious
She probably will kill me
I'll drop some experience
She think I'm not serious
In the coupe, Fast and Furious
Her new man is hideous
Diamonds shining off my motherfuckin' tongue, bitch
Off of the Wock'
My stomach is numb
Get to the cash
My money is dumb
Get to the bag
My money go up
Can't fuck with the fakes
I'm looking for love
Tired of hate
Stare straight at the sun
Waving my hands
Tryna talk to the lost
Yeah, get this
Gonna get a bag and a necklace
Yeah, I'm reckless
Hit you with a rack like tennis
You're horrendous
How you get hit with a kick like Tekken?
Yeah, check this
You'll be alive for 10 seconds
After that, count all your blessings
Gonna get a bag and a necklace
Yeah, I'm reckless
Hit you with a rack like tennis
You're horrendous
How you get hit with a kick like Tekken?
Yeah, check this
You'll be alive for 10 seconds
After that, count all your blessings
They can find you in the ground but
Who really checking?
I just hit you in the chest with this
Smith and Wesson
You can find me in your class
How I'm teaching lessons
My side wanna go to Saks Fifth
Gimme a second
Inside she insidious
Kinda mysterious
The way that she move
Got me feeling so curious
I think I'm delirious
She probably will kill me
I'll drop some experience
She think I'm not serious
In the coupe, Fast and Furious
Her new man is hideous
Diamonds shining off my motherfuckin' tongue, bitch
Off of the Wock'
My stomach is numb
Get to the cash
My money is dumb
Get to the bag
My money go up
Can't fuck with the fakes
I'm looking for love
Tired of hate
Stare straight at the sun
Waving my hands
Tryna talk to the lost
Yeah, get this
Gonna get a bag and a necklace
Yeah, I'm reckless
Hit you with a rack like tennis
You're horrendous
How you get hit with a kick like Tekken?
Yeah, check this
You'll be alive for 10 seconds
After that, count all your blessings
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Writer(s): Anthony Henriquez
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