No leakers

Hook (Boi Mystery):

Catch me slidin to this cake
Took me couple albums I got stars up in my wraith
Got some art up in my safe
Got some art inside my vault
I don’t care about no leakers cuz they don’t know what I’m on
Catch me ridin thru the ville
If you ever real to me you’ll find it in my will
I won't die before I kill
Because I ain’t poppin pills
I’m floating on a cloud right now cuz I don’t do no drill, yeah

Verse 1 (Boi Mystery):

Birkin her bag
Cuz I heard that she bad
She ain’t even gotta ask
I’m just handing her a rack
Put the goodies in the trunk
Got your girl up in my bunk
Prolly somewhere gettin drunk
Kyrie layup I can’t dunk
Pass me the mic
Then I get it hype
Say I love her sike
Mystery only like
Wanna dip out
Cuz these shorties want the clout
She self conscious kick her out
Gotta be down with out a doubt yea
Murder all the beats if they comin right from knacke
I can’t understand your language if you aren’t talking cash, yeah

Hook (Boi Mystery):

Catch me slidin to this cake
Took me couple albums I got stars up in my wraith
Got some art up in my safe
Got some art inside my vault
I don’t care about no leakers cuz they don’t know what I’m on
Catch me ridin thru the ville
If you ever real to me you’ll find it in my will
I won't die before I kill
Because I ain’t poppin pills
I’m floating on a cloud right now cuz I don’t do no drill, yeah

Verse 2 (Boi Mystery):

They all bringing up my name but they ain’t ever sending shots
Cuz I keep them haters tame with all these scintillating drops
I can’t ever touch a thot
Even if she tryna cuff
Cuz I’m rich as hell I know too well
These shorties know what’s up
Walk inside and they ask questions
When is your next session
Why you wearing black today I think you got depression
That’s a media assumption
Meanwhile I’m just bumpin
Got the party jumpin
Smash it like a pumpkin
Bringing up the past but don’t approach me after dippin
Take another cup right to the face and now I’m trippin
Toph and wag and I just did a case and now we trippin
Hop inside the Volvo do the race and now we whippin
Droppin the top back
Walk into Gucci I cop that
She tell me she wanna top that
Mystery runnin the bop back
Walk in the bank with a hunnid thou
630 sound really run it now
He talkin crazy we run him down
Hit him right up with a hunnid rounds
She get on top and she ride till 5
Shoutout to wag that’s my ride or die
Hit her up once I decide she dry
She getting mad I’m deciding why

Hook (Boi Mystery):

Catch me slidin to this cake
Took me couple albums I got stars up in my wraith
Got some art up in my safe
Got some art inside my vault
I don’t care about no leakers cuz they don’t know what I’m on
Catch me ridin thru the ville
If you ever real to me you’ll find it in my will
I won't die before I kill
Because I ain’t poppin pills
I’m floating on a cloud right now cuz I don’t do no drill, yeah