Paroles de Mission
(Know we living lavish)Yeah
Oh yeah
They love me overseas (Let's go), you love when we smokin' on trees (Yeah)
She want a shoulder to lean (Yeah), I told her, "let me be" (Yeah)
Baby, I'm out on a mission (Yeah), you know that a nigga official (Yeah)
I don't even need to whistle, whenever it's me then she listen
I make them racks come in (Racks), look how we ballin' like Jordan (Yeah)
She want me all in her tummy (Yeah), she think a young nigga funny (Yeah)
I'm rockin' new fabrics (Yeah), these lil' niggas have it (Yeah)
You can check my status (Yeah), I'm above the average (Yeah)
LV on my feet (Yeah), JPG my fleece (Yeah)
Look at my Prada like sheesh, swervin' the whip in the streets
How you mad at me 'cause your ass ain't get no breesh?
Diamonds on my teeth, she said, "Go, just smile for me"
Booted up (Yeah), booted up, you better not tweak (Hold up)
She gon' give me brain until a young nigga can't think (It's up)
Put her in that whip and I just told her she shouldn't blink, yeah
Gotta look over my shoulder 'cause you know a nigga already too deep (Woah)
Hundred rack pop out that motherfuckin' bag and I spent that shit on a new chain (Yeah)
I gotta geek up and go to the moon, if I don't, I'ma lose my brain (Yeah)
I gotta wake up and get to the money, I'm tryna be ahead of my game
Bitch, I'm applyin' that pressure, you know I ain't tryna be livin' a saint I don't even need to whistle (Yeah), whenever it's me then she listen (Yeah)
I make them racks come in (Racks), look how we ballin' like Jordan (Yeah)
She want me all in her tummy (Yeah), she think a young nigga funny (Yeah)
I'm rockin' new fabrics, these lil' niggas have it (Yeah)
You can check my status (Yeah), I'm above the average (Go, yeah)
I don't even need to whistle, whenever it's me then she listen
I make them racks come in (Racks), look how we ballin' like Jordan (Yeah)
She want me all in her tummy (Yeah), she think a young nigga funny (Yeah)
I'm rockin' new fabrics (Yeah), these lil' niggas have it (Yeah)
You can check my status (Yeah), I'm above the average (Yeah)
LV on my feet (Yeah), JPG my fleece (Yeah)
Look at my Prada like sheesh, swervin' the whip in the streets
How you mad at me 'cause your ass ain't get no breesh?
Diamonds on my teeth, she said, "Go, just smile for me"
Booted up (Yeah), booted up, you better not tweak (Hold up)
She gon' give me brain until a young nigga can't think (It's up)
Put her in that whip and I just told her she shouldn't blink, yeah
Gotta look over my shoulder 'cause you know a nigga already too deep (Woah)
Hundred rack pop out that motherfuckin' bag and I spent that shit on a new chain (Yeah)
I gotta geek up and go to the moon, if I don't, I'ma lose my brain (Yeah)
I gotta wake up and get to the money, I'm tryna be ahead of my game
Bitch, I'm applyin' that pressure, you know I ain't tryna be livin' a saint I don't even need to whistle (Yeah), whenever it's me then she listen (Yeah)
I make them racks come in (Racks), look how we ballin' like Jordan (Yeah)
She want me all in her tummy (Yeah), she think a young nigga funny (Yeah)
I'm rockin' new fabrics, these lil' niggas have it (Yeah)
You can check my status (Yeah), I'm above the average (Go, yeah)
