Mission

Devil callin my phone every night and I pick up
100 racks on me lil nigga I'm on a muthafuckin mission
Money the mission
Money the mission
We handling business
I call up my niggas I'm gonna go get it

Off that drank I'm slowed
Off that drank composed
I need me a model shorty come and struck that pose
I don't want no Maserati bitch we Riding in rolls Royce
That bitch gave me the sloppy toppy then I turn to ghost
Told that bitch get out my way
You got her what I'm saying
I know that nigga he ain't shit
Getting that case shipped
We sipping drank yeah
And that shit it came sealed
Laugh to the bank yeah
They ain't got nothing to say when I walk in the bank w a whole lotta cakе yo
You claim that's bitch but I got to show and she all on my face yeah
That hoе a throwaway I'm really havin honestly
Got it going where I want it be
Push the pedal going down the street

Got a thing she doesn't speak when she talk to me
Pumps was neon I could see in the dark
Ain't much changed I'm still O.T w a lot w me
Back seat hit her knee on the stars
Down bitch if you caught is you poppin these
Slipped up and I totaled the car
Crushed up give a fuck if they rock w me
Got stuck ain't remember where you are

I can never get enough chances
I can never get enough money
I don't even know where her friend went
Always tryna get some from me
Is it love? Is it drug?

Stick to the plan stick to the mud
Stick to my mans my stick got a drum
You was right infront the lick you was posed to play dumb
If I know that play lit I can't hit that hoe once
Told her only hundreds not a single or a dub
Buss down her apartment I just spilled it in a cup
No I ain't I just didn't give a Fuck
Only in here catching I ain't into showing up

I can never get enough chances
I can never get enough money
I don't even know where her friend went
Always tryna get some from me