Mazel Tov

(Verse 1)
I’m always grinding with my niqqas
Nobody can face all my hitters
This ain't what u talking about
I see girls over there trying to take it a bow
U should tell me now whatxu know
I got goons everywhere u go
I bring it up
U can stay down or follow me up
Y’all niqqas can’t control this
This is shit is flawless
U got bars 4 days? I got bars 4 weeks
Whatxu know about that shit
Whatxu know about my crew
Whatxu know about my woes
Coz I be running thru the 4 with my woes
And im about to take over
I told that bitch to put the self-belt coz we about to take over
This the type of songs that make u niqqas feel some type of way
This the type of flows that’s make u niqqas leaning on my way
And I be killing all these niqqas tryna cruise all my ways

(Hook)
All I hear around is people saying “this is kid is so international”
(We so international, niqqa, so international)
And they stay around trying to understand my mind so irrational
(We irrational, minds too irrational)
They tryna dare me and all I say is Mazel Tov
M-M-Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov
They tryna fuck with me and I say Mazel Tov
M-M-Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov
Bitches give me head (Mazel Tov)

(Verse 2)
Niqqas think I hired that braggadocio just to this shit
And im gonna move State to State just to pour it up some drinks
Yoh we need niqqas from overseas just to drop that’s shits
We got bang bangs, I ain't talking about that thing things that make u niqqas so fake fakes
Truth be told, truth be told I’m the finest thing
They say only a fat ass can ride my dick
By the way I need a bad bitch to suck my dick
Hoes ain't shit, and niqqas ain't loyal
Shout out to C. Breezy, come here to Africa
Im still bad in the raps
Doing magic in the traps
Wearing black on blacks
Counting stacks on stacks
Ok, I’m not buying your time
U tryna steal my shine
Come here to where I stay im gonna show u how we live
We blow up from nothing and we still tryna appear
Yung niqqa with hot flow
Who prolly still killing your hoe
I’m so fly like a private jet
Don’t get close I’ll kick your ass
So high, give me parachutes
Don’t get me started otherwise I’ll shoot u
I remember Ljay saying I gotta to hustle
When I was on my Kareen shit
Coz all I wanted was Cynthia up on my that dick shit
This the type of songs that make these niqqas feel some type of way
This the type of flows that’s make u niqqas leaning on my way
And I be killing all these niqqas tryna cruise all my ways

(Hook)
All I hear around is people saying “this is kid is so international”
(We so international, niqqa, so international)
And they stay around trying to understand my mind so irrational
(We irrational, minds too irrational)
They tryna dare me and all I say is Mazel Tov
M-M-Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov
They tryna fuck with me and I say Mazel Tov
M-M-Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov
Bitches give me head (Mazel Tov)