Microphone Mateo

Yeah its MATEO just so you know
And if you didn't
I'll kick a flow that make you tilt ya fitted
Once I'm done ladies i promise
You could get the digits
Just save it as Bradley Cooper
Cuz i ain't got no limits

With the microphone
Issa doggyworld baby you better hide ya bones
Whole different type of beast
With the hype I'm on
Something like a feen
That just could never leave the white alone
(Facts)

Wavy regardless if i said it they gon ride along
Set some examples
Now these suckas all know right from wrong
Step in these parties stress free
And i light my jawn
Then ladies gravitate to me
Like i got nice cologne

I know you felt the vibe
The second i step through da door
If i slide once then best believe they gon want more
Open eyes ya man this ain't TV
Reality of that it all is that ya cant be me

You know I'm getting in my bag
Ever since the street struck
They ask mateo where you been
You needa run the streets up
Aint drop a project yet you doing features?
And if i did these rappers couldn't keep up
Hot and Ready like lil ceasars pizza
Cold hearted but i keep da heat tucked
Verse so fire
Think ill spit this shit on LA LEAKERS

Then after that me and willy
Gon go and kick our feet up
Cruisin in foreign rides rollin reefer
Where we from they prolly won't believe us

But its cool tho
The way i kick it man
They think i often practice judo
Left some shawties in the past
I had to tell em kudos
Grass is gettin greener
Now mateo got his new hoes Don't try to fit in here
My circles like a coupe 2 door
Yeah i was stagnant for a moment
But i found the loopholes
You could set obstacles in front of me
I move through those
I bob and weave with the devil just like I'm Ron Suno



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Taylor
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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