[Produced by CookUpMason]

[Intro]
Retro you filmed this
How you want me to get on dis bih
Huh, huh, uh
Look up mason

[Chorus]
Long live Mika bout her n***a meeting a reaper, can smell that shit around the corner, gather with the preacher imma sit back laugh when I see her, an opp n***a face on a poster, Dis shit fax la bayto ain’t capping bout shit, And I ain’t paying for promotion, we left in his hat bro getting left on his back, since n***as woofing imma show him
Since n***as woofing imma show him

[Verse 1]
I told Bitch I ain’t fucking with nothing
That ho gotta give me da lo off da rip
Went for they maker he ain’t see that wheelchair
Now we smokin Brodie out da zip, Hit up the house this bitch n***a still there so we spinning to a n***a kilt
I heard a n***a got left wit his feet Inna air shouldn't opened up his fucking lips
Ask La Pablo made his ahh dip like a pot hole made em look like a bitch, this shit hotter than thot hoes 19 came with a cooler I’ll blow this bitch extra quick
N***as cap they ain’t hop out blow how they say in them rap, n***as hit a baby and a bitch
We the Real backdoe da way we wipe a nihh nose dis ain rico, ace, or mitch

[Verse 2]
Bitch I want 20 upfront, I want shit on the back
That’s if u want a n***a waxed, get up real den I dump, leave a n***a slumped
Den momma baby boy some thraxed, lil bro don’t wanna do shit but spin n hit a lick
A demon he want n***as smacked, I was mad Den a bitch They ain't let me in wit det bliq so li bro nem came thru the back
[Verse 3]
Demarion broke den a bitch, why he making diss, he need to take care of that baby
Keep hank out yo mouth
Before we come spinning the the south
Leaving a another n***a looking lazy
Anybody can get it I’ll blow this bitch at a civilian, that’s if a n***a looking crazy
Bitch I been a threat, boy I neva had respect, don’t get caught riding with ya lady

[Chorus]
Long live Mika bout her n***a meeting a reaper, can smell that shit around the corner, gather with the preacher imma sit back laugh when I see her, an opp n***a face on a poster, Dis shit fax la bayto ain’t capping bout shit, And I ain’t paying for promotion, we left in his hat bro getting left on his back, since n***as woofing imma show him

[Verse 3]
Bro got the lo on Monday, before end of the week, I bet a n***a flee
Catching his ass loafing by Sunday
Den we go FaceTime the opps like wtf who did it, N***as lucky that chop ain’t blow give a fuck about that baby we den tried to kill it
Bitch the whole city know we was first to score man, you n***as wasn’t thinking bout drilling
Just throw back a ten, n***as ain’t out
Let’s go thru the brick, Trynna shoot a flick
Any n***a consider an opp jus too blow
Don’t think about shit, what I was funna say
Fully just rolled up some jizzle
2 loaded that bitch gotta waist
Speaking on lil Hank, I bet a n***a get spanked
Smoking every n***a on that plate

[Outro]
Long live Mika bout her n***a meeting a reaper, can smell that shit around the corner, gather with the preacher imma sit back laugh when I see her, an opp n***a face on a poster, Dis shit fax la bayto ain’t capping bout shit, And I ain’t paying for promotion, we left in his hat bro getting left on his back, since n***as woofing imma show him