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Han Solo Video (MV)




Performed By: Masey
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: Mason Smalls




Masey - Han Solo Lyrics




Pop up from the bushes like I'm hunting you
Gotta wear these shades cause you f*cking fool
I am never fazed I ain't f*cking hoes
I would rather die before I f*ck with you

Show me all the cards cause you bluffing
Show me all the scars you got from loving
Woah
Just a nigga at my core I ain't got nothing
Don't touch me cause I'm living in the oven
Woah

Black team
Red beam
White coupe
Crime scene
Pop one
You out
Pop three
See me
Ask me if I'm down
Say I be with the seaweed
Ask me why I'm gone
Cause she got a little needy
Bird gang and I stay fly
You a kiwi
Try to imitate the drip
Better go to Fiji
Gotta get a better whip
I don't need the VVs
Because when I get on top
Swear that you won't see me
Blinding look at me shine
Like a tv
Never been the one to follow lines
That's some coke shit
Said he bring the hammer like he Thor
Well I'm Odin
And I keep my grammar for the poor
Better notice
Masey with the S
Wait a minute that's my old shit
Imma take a trip around the world
Just to focus

Pop up from the bushes like I'm hunting you
Gotta wear these shades cause you f*cking fool
I am never fazed I ain't f*cking hoes
I would rather die before I f*ck with you

Ring ring ring
Skip the call I won't answer
Bling bling boy
Johnny Test with the tech toy
Everybody dance old school at your legs boy
If you choke while I'm in the room
On your head boy
Funny how my only new friends are them dead boys
Ask me if I got another light but the red choice
Never yelling gotta keep it low
Issa bed voice
Codename clifford if I pull up in a red Royce

Show me all the cards cause you bluffing
Show me all the scars that you got from loving
Woah
Just a nigga at my core I ain't got nothing
Don't touch me cause I'm living in the oven
Woah
Don't touch me cause I'm living in the oven
Nigga too hot for all this other
Don't you know a nigga came from nothing
And if you ask about it I'm still nothing
Woah

Pipe dreams
Hype dreams
Clear skies
Nightwing
I ain't never scared
No bats in the basement
If you under pressure you get asked where the bass went
Come around town new smile like a facelift
Nigga told me I was testing luck and I aced it
Imma stay heavy with the dope till I'm wasted
Methods to the shit went and copied not pasted
When I find a female know that she cannot be basic
Feel like wiz Khalifa black and yellow on the ASICS
Black diamonds on the wrist not white like I'm racist
Men in Black whip go from here to outer space quick
When I'm in my bag you can't find me like I'm Carmen
When I'm on your ass ain't no saving you like Charmin
Ask about my life never been the one for barking
Classic built to last shit like I'm Martin
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Pop up from the bushes like I'm hunting you
Gotta wear these shades cause you f*cking fool
I am never fazed I ain't f*cking hoes
I would rather die before I f*ck with you

Show me all the cards cause you bluffing
Show me all the scars you got from loving
Woah
Just a nigga at my core I ain't got nothing
Don't touch me cause I'm living in the oven
Woah

Black team
Red beam
White coupe
Crime scene
Pop one
You out
Pop three
See me
Ask me if I'm down
Say I be with the seaweed
Ask me why I'm gone
Cause she got a little needy
Bird gang and I stay fly
You a kiwi
Try to imitate the drip
Better go to Fiji
Gotta get a better whip
I don't need the VVs
Because when I get on top
Swear that you won't see me
Blinding look at me shine
Like a tv
Never been the one to follow lines
That's some coke shit
Said he bring the hammer like he Thor
Well I'm Odin
And I keep my grammar for the poor
Better notice
Masey with the S
Wait a minute that's my old shit
Imma take a trip around the world
Just to focus

Pop up from the bushes like I'm hunting you
Gotta wear these shades cause you f*cking fool
I am never fazed I ain't f*cking hoes
I would rather die before I f*ck with you

Ring ring ring
Skip the call I won't answer
Bling bling boy
Johnny Test with the tech toy
Everybody dance old school at your legs boy
If you choke while I'm in the room
On your head boy
Funny how my only new friends are them dead boys
Ask me if I got another light but the red choice
Never yelling gotta keep it low
Issa bed voice
Codename clifford if I pull up in a red Royce

Show me all the cards cause you bluffing
Show me all the scars that you got from loving
Woah
Just a nigga at my core I ain't got nothing
Don't touch me cause I'm living in the oven
Woah
Don't touch me cause I'm living in the oven
Nigga too hot for all this other
Don't you know a nigga came from nothing
And if you ask about it I'm still nothing
Woah

Pipe dreams
Hype dreams
Clear skies
Nightwing
I ain't never scared
No bats in the basement
If you under pressure you get asked where the bass went
Come around town new smile like a facelift
Nigga told me I was testing luck and I aced it
Imma stay heavy with the dope till I'm wasted
Methods to the shit went and copied not pasted
When I find a female know that she cannot be basic
Feel like wiz Khalifa black and yellow on the ASICS
Black diamonds on the wrist not white like I'm racist
Men in Black whip go from here to outer space quick
When I'm in my bag you can't find me like I'm Carmen
When I'm on your ass ain't no saving you like Charmin
Ask about my life never been the one for barking
Classic built to last shit like I'm Martin
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Writer: Mason Smalls
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