Mbk - Style & Demeanour (feat. Dej Paradise) Lyrics

I thought I found me the one
The sex was a hell of drug
I'm hittin it raw from the night to the dawn
I was just feeding my lust
Now a nigga just wanted to bone
She wanted to go thru my phone
It weren't worth the jeet, I had to fadeaway
I didn't want nothing more

She looking like cocaina, she luvin my style and demeanour
I had to hit then I had to bounce
She thought she found herself a keeper
She looking like cocaina, she luvin my style and demeanour
I had to hit then I had to bounce
She thought she found herself a keeper

What's luv that's new to me
I got niggas that will shoot for me
My sweet ones come from south
They f*ck with a nigga for clout
She's bundesliga like Serena, the bedroom is our arena
I need Cuban links like Paradise
One round leaves her paralyzed

Keep living your life
I'm living my life
We ball in a different league
If money could grow on trees
I'm climbing n getting up
All the leafs
The trap is booming
Cats consuming
Cos we keep it moving
She wants a new man
I couldn't do it
Cos she slept with too many

My left wrist has rubber bands
I make a stretch when I run thru cash
Broski up in OT
Settin shots to flip them racks
If I'm the man of her dreams, I'll hit her one and won't hit her back
I was down on my knees, to seek a for some paper plans

I thought I found me the one
The sex was a hell of drug
I'm hittin it raw from the night to the dawn
I was just feeding my lust
Now a nigga just wanted to bone
She wanted to go thru my phone
It weren't worth the jeet, I had to fadeaway
I didn't want nothing more

She looking like cocaina, she luvin my style and demeanour
I had to hit then I had to bounce
She thought she found herself a keeper
She looking like cocaina, she luvin my style and demeanour
I had to hit then I had to bounce
She thought she found herself a keeper

Ghetto and Stylish
Don't need no stylist
Gucci Snakes
Slither and Slidin
Off-White cage
Looking soo frightening
Dolce and her g Gabanna wanna have a 3 way now they got my pretty pissy Mrs wildin'
And she wanna...
And she wanna lay up and kiss and cuddle
But I need my Bankrolls up in triple double
I be on my high horse you cant burst my bubble
Tryna tame me my jigga I'll rip that muzzle
Im the missing piece that just wont fit the puzzle
I be living living life like a rockstar
Living life like a rockstar
Most you jiggas do the most
Do the most for these hoes
You ain't scoring my jigga
You're just hitting the post
I was down on my knees
And no mercy was shown
It all started with dreams and now everything be on go

I thought I found me the one
The sex was a hell of drug
I'm hittin it raw from the night to the dawn
I was just feeding my lust
Now a nigga just wanted to bone
She wanted to go thru my phone
It weren't worth the jeet, I had to fadeaway
I didn't want nothing more

She looking like cocaina, she luvin my style and demeanour
I had to hit then I had to bounce
She thought she found herself a keeper
She looking like cocaina, she luvin my style and demeanour
I had to hit then I had to bounce
She thought she found herself a keeper