MR.

Yeah
Fuck what you saying, I get it, I got it, let's go
Fuck what you saying, I get it, I got it, let's go
Venus
Let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go

When you living this life it's gone fuck with your spirit, Aye
Sippin on wok in the back of the club
Turn it up make these motherfuckers hear
And I'm MR. take your best friend out to London
She jumping on spirit
Pull up in something that's breaking your neck when you hear it

Fuck it I play with these bands
Don't ask if I'm back in your city
Just jump on a flight and catch me if you can
My famous bitch rocking Dior Dior
Why the fuck would I deal with a fan?
My Asian bitch rockin Arcteryx
I'm sipping on mud with Margiela my pants
And I'm just getting started I'm switching the plans
Fuck with the folks like I'm Vietnamese
Why the fuck would I be in Japan?
The leer finna touchdown in London
I'm high as a fuck I'm masked up with my mans
You lucky I'm not in the A cause I might cause a scene
I don't know it depends
Sticked up somewhere where I'm not supposed to be with them bands
So upper echelon I'm up at Paramount LA I'm whipping the Benz
Is you gone pull up right now is you bringing your friends?
I'm with them goons in the party drunk as a skunk and I need me at 10

Aye clearly I'm switching the plans
Catch me right back in the lamb
I pop me a addy I'm swerving the lamb
I landed on Venus I'm high as I can
In the whip with 3 k's like I move with the Klan
Hotbox the jet while you still in the stands
Now my pilot too high we need somewhere to land

When you living this life it's gone fuck with your spirit
Aye sipping on wok in the back of the club
Turn it up make these motherfuckers hear
And I'm MR. take your best friend out to London
She jumping on spirit
Pull up in something that's breaking your neck when you hear it



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Writer(s): Daijon Davis
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