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Calendar (feat. JWAY) Video (MV)




Performed By: MXN
Length: 2:27
Written by: Jordan Batie, Mitchell Nyers




MXN - Calendar (feat. JWAY) Lyrics




Keep a double cup on my person case we pouring up
Might step in Margielas just tell you get yo paper up
Drippin like the faucet, DWP done wet me up
I got a couple niggas due dates up in my calendar
They said I carry purses but these shits is messengers
Used to smoke them woods til they got turned into a parking lot
Fear of God be draped up on me, only fear God
So if they run up on me, only one of us gon feel sod

They couldn't double cross me even with Jamal Crawford
Bitches tryna give me claws, but I ain't talking eating lobster
Bathing ape up in this bitch, I turned into a monster
Ask me who I am, I'm just that nigga with the rocket launcher
I'm that nigga, hit the booth and make it go wild
Might hit the 314 with Sexy Redd and go to pound town
I know I look young, but nigga I ain't Bow Wow
I'm Pat Mahomes when throwing bows, you know I'll get a touchdown

Keep a double cup on my person case we pouring up
Might step in Margielas just tell you get yo paper up
Drippin like the faucet, DWP done wet me up
I got a couple niggas due dates up in my calendar
They said I carry purses but these shits is messengers
Used to smoke them woods til they got turned into a parking lot
Fear of God be draped up on me, only fear God
So if they run up on me, only one of us gon feel sod

Bitch I be throwin dimes like Daryl Lamonica
Got a couple bad bitches down in Santa Monica
I be countin big bucks like the Warren Buffett do
You can stay hatin but all my money blue
Yeah watch how the money come through
Ooh ooh
Watch how the check through

Keep a double cup on my person case we pouring up
Might step in Margielas just tell you get yo paper up
Drippin like the faucet, DWP done wet me up
I got a couple niggas due dates up in my calendar
They said I carry purses but these shits is messengers
Used to smoke them woods til they got turned into a parking lot
Fear of God be draped up on me, only fear God
So if they run up on me, only one of us gon feel sod
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Keep a double cup on my person case we pouring up
Might step in Margielas just tell you get yo paper up
Drippin like the faucet, DWP done wet me up
I got a couple niggas due dates up in my calendar
They said I carry purses but these shits is messengers
Used to smoke them woods til they got turned into a parking lot
Fear of God be draped up on me, only fear God
So if they run up on me, only one of us gon feel sod

They couldn't double cross me even with Jamal Crawford
Bitches tryna give me claws, but I ain't talking eating lobster
Bathing ape up in this bitch, I turned into a monster
Ask me who I am, I'm just that nigga with the rocket launcher
I'm that nigga, hit the booth and make it go wild
Might hit the 314 with Sexy Redd and go to pound town
I know I look young, but nigga I ain't Bow Wow
I'm Pat Mahomes when throwing bows, you know I'll get a touchdown

Keep a double cup on my person case we pouring up
Might step in Margielas just tell you get yo paper up
Drippin like the faucet, DWP done wet me up
I got a couple niggas due dates up in my calendar
They said I carry purses but these shits is messengers
Used to smoke them woods til they got turned into a parking lot
Fear of God be draped up on me, only fear God
So if they run up on me, only one of us gon feel sod

Bitch I be throwin dimes like Daryl Lamonica
Got a couple bad bitches down in Santa Monica
I be countin big bucks like the Warren Buffett do
You can stay hatin but all my money blue
Yeah watch how the money come through
Ooh ooh
Watch how the check through

Keep a double cup on my person case we pouring up
Might step in Margielas just tell you get yo paper up
Drippin like the faucet, DWP done wet me up
I got a couple niggas due dates up in my calendar
They said I carry purses but these shits is messengers
Used to smoke them woods til they got turned into a parking lot
Fear of God be draped up on me, only fear God
So if they run up on me, only one of us gon feel sod
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Writer: Jordan Batie, Mitchell Nyers
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