Sing on Em

I might sing on a nigga and make them think that it's rap
I might pull the trigger on them and make them think that it's cap
I might run a couple verses and send them all on a lap
Might put MN on the map
We certified that we can snap

Honeys on my line think that I'm the plug
Need some ghetto love baby come give me a hug
Turn it stir it up cook it burn it up perk it twerk it up
In the whip we swerving up Mase quick enough
She be fucking up so I put her through the ringer cause
She been out of luck so she told me she didn't give a fuck
Guessing I'm the Mr
Mr. get what's mine Mr. always shine
Workers eat first boss gotta set the time
If you knew, you never would signed you a toy on the wind-up
Get your money grind up
Put in work don't let em size ya
See the ops, they can find ya
Feel the burning that's the future turning, had a couple losses

I might sing on a nigga and make em think that it's rap
I might pull the trigger on em and make them think that it's cap
I might run a couple verses and send them all on a lap
Might put MN on the map
We certified that we can snap

Can't be on the phone they listening
Move like ghost we whispering
Keep it blessed like Christian not left in cold like shivering
Broke like a joke stay lingering
See a plug I'm linking em
Correct connect delivering people dry like they withering
Can't catch that broke contagiousness
That's not how they raising us
That's why these rims outrageous
Whip is way too spacious
Got em high and feeling weightless
Now your girlfriend all flirtatious
She in the presence of the greatest
She not waiting for no basic guy

She not waiting she not waiting for no basic guy
She not waiting she not waiting for no basic guy
No she not waiting she not waiting for no basic guy

I might sing on a nigga and make em think that it's rap
I might pull the trigger on em and make them think that it's cap
I might run a couple verses and send them all on a lap
Might put MN on the map
We certified that we can snap