MiD
Let me cook
I remember the feds had me shook
I was cooking & scamming the books
You know why they call me finesse god?
I was finessing for all of my looks
I dropped "kobe", "juneteenth" & "water whippin'"
I feel like nobody really listened
I feel like nobody gave fuck
& I just feel like, never mind
Popular nigga, he whack
But he get more views than me
We can go song for song
Bitch, write your eulogy
Nigga's still killing each other
In black communities
Like these white folks
Wasn't hanging out bodies in nudity
Let's get it
Pump the lil' shotgun
Esskeetit
& yo bitch selling pussy on reddit
My son is my world
I love my lil mans to death he my lil tax credit
These niggas ain't seeing they seeds
But claim real hard to believe
When I put down the spliff I pick up my kid
I swear to god niggas is mid
Most of these niggas is mid
Billy Jean he won't claim the kid
Fuck nigga play I'm buying a sig
These niggas move just like the pigs
These nigga's move like an informant
Tell 12 put a spliff in my portrait
I trap like a part time gig
Swear to god I ain't smoking no mid
Most of these niggas is mid
Billy Jean he won't claim the kid
Fuck nigga play I'm buying a sig
These niggas move just like the pigs
These nigga's move like an informant
Tell 12 put a spliff in my portrait
I trap like a part time gig
Swear to god I ain't smoking no mid
I hate these nigga just like ronald reagan
I'm a 90s baby seen three generations
Take ya wifey home & give her penetration
This bomb dick feel the detonation
Feel like indiana got these nigga's pacing
I could catch a body ray lewis, ravens
The wine mixers at the catalina
I might spin the block like a ballerina
2 bad bitches call 'em pam & gina
If ya cousin sexy I'll fuck ya prima
Need to invest in a new nina
Nigga's try me or mine they gon meet the reaper
Let me get back to the topic
These niggas is mid & they tapping they pockets
They snitch on they dawgs, they snitch on they fam
They might as well work in narcotics
The spliff got me moving robotic
I drown in the coochie, aquatic
We fucking her 'cause she exotic
Me & my bitch get erotic
Tryna take my bm to the tropics
Blue seas & we sipping hypnotic
You nigga is trash, you niggas basura
Ya bitch say that you never got it
You mid
Most of these niggas is mid
Billy Jean he won't claim the kid
Fuck nigga play I'm buying a sig
These niggas move just like the pigs
These nigga's move like an informant
Tell 12 put a spliff in my portrait
I trap like a part time gig
Swear to god I ain't smoking no mid
I remember the feds had me shook
I was cooking & scamming the books
You know why they call me finesse god?
I was finessing for all of my looks
I dropped "kobe", "juneteenth" & "water whippin'"
I feel like nobody really listened
I feel like nobody gave fuck
& I just feel like, never mind
Popular nigga, he whack
But he get more views than me
We can go song for song
Bitch, write your eulogy
Nigga's still killing each other
In black communities
Like these white folks
Wasn't hanging out bodies in nudity
Let's get it
Pump the lil' shotgun
Esskeetit
& yo bitch selling pussy on reddit
My son is my world
I love my lil mans to death he my lil tax credit
These niggas ain't seeing they seeds
But claim real hard to believe
When I put down the spliff I pick up my kid
I swear to god niggas is mid
Most of these niggas is mid
Billy Jean he won't claim the kid
Fuck nigga play I'm buying a sig
These niggas move just like the pigs
These nigga's move like an informant
Tell 12 put a spliff in my portrait
I trap like a part time gig
Swear to god I ain't smoking no mid
Most of these niggas is mid
Billy Jean he won't claim the kid
Fuck nigga play I'm buying a sig
These niggas move just like the pigs
These nigga's move like an informant
Tell 12 put a spliff in my portrait
I trap like a part time gig
Swear to god I ain't smoking no mid
I hate these nigga just like ronald reagan
I'm a 90s baby seen three generations
Take ya wifey home & give her penetration
This bomb dick feel the detonation
Feel like indiana got these nigga's pacing
I could catch a body ray lewis, ravens
The wine mixers at the catalina
I might spin the block like a ballerina
2 bad bitches call 'em pam & gina
If ya cousin sexy I'll fuck ya prima
Need to invest in a new nina
Nigga's try me or mine they gon meet the reaper
Let me get back to the topic
These niggas is mid & they tapping they pockets
They snitch on they dawgs, they snitch on they fam
They might as well work in narcotics
The spliff got me moving robotic
I drown in the coochie, aquatic
We fucking her 'cause she exotic
Me & my bitch get erotic
Tryna take my bm to the tropics
Blue seas & we sipping hypnotic
You nigga is trash, you niggas basura
Ya bitch say that you never got it
You mid
Most of these niggas is mid
Billy Jean he won't claim the kid
Fuck nigga play I'm buying a sig
These niggas move just like the pigs
These nigga's move like an informant
Tell 12 put a spliff in my portrait
I trap like a part time gig
Swear to god I ain't smoking no mid
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Writer(s): Jvaughn Maxwell
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