h8javo - money mitch Lyrics

Yea
Yea, uh
Yeah we got vibes innis bitch
Whole damn tribe innis bitch
Think I'm in my, Prime innis bitch
Need a damn shrine for this shit
Up, left, right, down like I just did a glitch
Hella green on me I feel like the Grinch
Pack touch down, Whole trap got a stench
Pain In Full, Feel like my name Money Mitch
Yeah
Cold like I hopped out the fridge
Feel like I'm Aubrey don't need no new friends
On go, when I pop out I'm always on 10
Inna stu' geeked off of molly sand tan
We cannot beef You can't show me no band
Nigga want beef, we put fye on yo man
D-Diamonds on me like I'm TDM Dan
Feel like I'm Veeze I just f*cked on a fan
Damn
Know I came straight from dat ham
Gen five switch onna back it won't jam
(Frrt)
I'm with my brudda my fam
Nigga wanna get up with him shit gone go down
(Buh buh buh buh)
Blue tips all on my rounds
Real deal it but I never been clown
Kno dese niggas ride bench warming seats out of bounds
Roll up get geeked keep my mind in the clouds
Fangs in my teeth feeling vamp like Klaus
Steady flowing on beats while these other niggas slouch
Nigga said that's his piece how I end up in her mouth
Feel like Ali way I beat a bitch down
Huh Huh
Beat up the pussy no punching bag
Super clean like I just walked out the laundromat, uh
Think this ho coochie got powers feel like I just took a dive in a thundercat
Shawty said that she wanna record it, pull out the camera start vlogging like Kai Cenat
Molly and Ecstasy, off these drugs might f*ck around give my momma a heart attack
Picking her mind, I keep asking her questions bae I'm tryna see where yo heart is at, uh
She get a feeling that run down her spine every time I put hands where her body at, uh
Ho keep on talking bout cuffing, in love with the guap got my mind where the money at
Yeah we got vibes innis bitch
Whole damn tribe innis bitch
Think I'm in my, Prime with this shit
Need a damn shrine for this shit
Up, left, right, down like I just did a glitch
Hella green on me I feel like the Grinch
Pack just touch down, Whole trap got a stench
Pain In Full, Feel like my name Money Mitch
Hell yea we paid, feel like I'm Dominique
Top dog, I look down see niggas under me
Papa, all you lil niggas is son to me
Deep innat maro' we pushin' in bumblebee
Spend a check get it back, just like Kan ts nun to me
BTA, make dat boy roll just like tumbleweed
Might need a gun and a perc just to humble me
I'm leaving 12 inna dust if the ever get on to me
Shawty keep tryna get hold of me, One of a kind bae I'm sorry it's hard to get over me
Too deep I'm touching ha ovaries
Beat from the back I'm like nightquill, I'm f*cking dis ho to sleep