Mhm!

(Brrat, brrat, woah!)
Mhm
Mhm mhm (yea!)
Mhm mhm
(Yea, what, yea, what)

Yea
Pressure on these niggas, they want smoke too
Yea, they want all the love, but I don't know you
All these niggas still a dub, what they told you?
Split the chicken with my brothers like it's soul food (woah!)
They gone eat, that's on God (yea!)
Shawty hit the telly, said she feeling the vibe (woah!)
Ten times ten when I'm fucking a dime
Yea, niggas rarely talk when they crossing the line
Yea, big dog status, I'm king of the five, mhm
(Fuck!)

Mhm
Mhm mhm
Mhm mhm
Mhm
Mhm (yea, fuck)
Yea, running thru it
Mhm (yea, fuck)
Mhm mhm (yea, running thru it)
Mhm mhm
Mhm
Mhm
Mhm (yea!)

Yea
I've been on my yea yea
I've been on my woah
Why these niggas tryna check the flow?
Yea, fucking with a girl, kill her ex men like a sentinel
Last tape lack dimension tho
Fuck you, I'm winning tho
I'm the pinnacle
Fuck nigga not original on God
I'm the nigga that these niggas really bump
Been the one since a nigga dropped slump
Yea, fuck, yea fuck!

Mhm
Mhm mhm
Mhm mhm
Mhm
Mhm (yea, fuck)
Yea, running thru it (yea!)
Mhm (yea, fuck)
Mhm mhm (yea, running thru it)
Mhm mhm
Mhm
Mhm
Mhm (yea!)



Credits
Writer(s): Tavares Scott
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