Mummy (feat. Only1jose)
Ha Aww Man
Whole lotta
Ed hardy on in the Spot
Niggas really ain't dressing
Like this no more
Are you even trying?
Why you crying bout
Some you can change
I'm impulsive always
Buying shit cause I can't save
I was dying for this money
Now bros in pain Like
Why you looking at my money?
You ain't even put in pain
How many Niggas did you cut?
And setup for some ransom
I love blood I leave you
With the devil dancing (Dancing)
I love gothic hoes
And slutty antics (Antics)
Get her tongue pierced
And eat a bitch out (Bitch out)
Shawty she too wet
She let it slip out (Slip out)
Now she want a hug
She want a kiss now (Kiss now)
I can't let her dip
It's forever bitch now (Bitch now)
If we fall in love?
Baby we hell bound (Hell bound)
She just wanna smut
Take her to the
Dog pound (Dog pound)
She don't no heart
Until she dick down (Dick down)
Put her in her place
I got her face down (Face down)
Ask me what Im smoking
I'm smoking
Kung Lao (Kung Lao)
Smoking dope in space
I'm Martian (Martian)
I've been getting money
You look starving (Starving)
I can't trust a bitch
Not even my darling (Darling)
Ventriloquist a bitch
Like she a dummy (Dummy)
Wrap me in hundred dollar bills
A mummy (Mummy)
You cant buy a feature
Not my Bousin (Bousin)
I'm the Type to sell you dope
Like you A Custy (Custy)
Why you always on my phone
Buzzing (Buzzing)
Wrap me in hundred dollar bills
A mummy (Mummy)
Ha Yeah Wrap me
In hundred dollar bills
A mummy (Mummy)
Baby you ain't got no money
Shit get spooky (Spooky)
Why you looking at me
Like you wanna do me (Do me)
Wrap me in
Hundred dollar bills A mummy
Wrap me in
Hundred dollar deals Of money
Wrap me in
Hundred dollar bills Of money
Wrap me in
Hundred dollar bills A mummy
I'm so high
Riding with dollar bill mummy
Pussy talking yeah you know
That Nigga dummy
Hundred round drum yeah
Aiming for your mummy
Nigga wanna talk he gon' die
Hundred round drum
We gonna take your fucking life
Hundred round drum
We gonna hit you in your eye
With a beam with a K
Yeah nigga you gon' die (Yeah)
Ahh you gon' die (1400)
You gon' die (Ahh)
You gon' die yeah
1400 Gang take your life
Whole lotta
Ed hardy on in the Spot
Niggas really ain't dressing
Like this no more
Are you even trying?
Why you crying bout
Some you can change
I'm impulsive always
Buying shit cause I can't save
I was dying for this money
Now bros in pain Like
Why you looking at my money?
You ain't even put in pain
How many Niggas did you cut?
And setup for some ransom
I love blood I leave you
With the devil dancing (Dancing)
I love gothic hoes
And slutty antics (Antics)
Get her tongue pierced
And eat a bitch out (Bitch out)
Shawty she too wet
She let it slip out (Slip out)
Now she want a hug
She want a kiss now (Kiss now)
I can't let her dip
It's forever bitch now (Bitch now)
If we fall in love?
Baby we hell bound (Hell bound)
She just wanna smut
Take her to the
Dog pound (Dog pound)
She don't no heart
Until she dick down (Dick down)
Put her in her place
I got her face down (Face down)
Ask me what Im smoking
I'm smoking
Kung Lao (Kung Lao)
Smoking dope in space
I'm Martian (Martian)
I've been getting money
You look starving (Starving)
I can't trust a bitch
Not even my darling (Darling)
Ventriloquist a bitch
Like she a dummy (Dummy)
Wrap me in hundred dollar bills
A mummy (Mummy)
You cant buy a feature
Not my Bousin (Bousin)
I'm the Type to sell you dope
Like you A Custy (Custy)
Why you always on my phone
Buzzing (Buzzing)
Wrap me in hundred dollar bills
A mummy (Mummy)
Ha Yeah Wrap me
In hundred dollar bills
A mummy (Mummy)
Baby you ain't got no money
Shit get spooky (Spooky)
Why you looking at me
Like you wanna do me (Do me)
Wrap me in
Hundred dollar bills A mummy
Wrap me in
Hundred dollar deals Of money
Wrap me in
Hundred dollar bills Of money
Wrap me in
Hundred dollar bills A mummy
I'm so high
Riding with dollar bill mummy
Pussy talking yeah you know
That Nigga dummy
Hundred round drum yeah
Aiming for your mummy
Nigga wanna talk he gon' die
Hundred round drum
We gonna take your fucking life
Hundred round drum
We gonna hit you in your eye
With a beam with a K
Yeah nigga you gon' die (Yeah)
Ahh you gon' die (1400)
You gon' die (Ahh)
You gon' die yeah
1400 Gang take your life
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Writer(s): Andrew Smalls
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