Rey Mysterio Remix

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Will Snow on the beat *****

Lil Harsh, Boobie Lootaveli aka Lil Baby Bogota

Mr Colored Coordination, the Fat Fabio

Tiburon Durado, Caramel Dynamite

The Tan Jason Statham, Speedboat Randy

Life on our terms, lil harsh, ya dig?

One lick, two sticks, three hit, four clips

I ain't got time to be dealing with no hoe s**t

Hunnit round drum and it speaking no sense

Hunnit round drum, wetting up your whole s**t

Jump in the coupe candy yam interior

Throw the mask on like I’m Rey Mysterio

Pull up to your block hoe, what's your dealio?

Circle got small like a god damn Cheerio

Raise the price up, you don't know no better

Ice cold, neck froze, need about four sweaters

She a big **** eater, well known go getter

I splash on the *****, big white girl stepper

Walk in the trap, turn the wifi on

Turn the lights down low, totin’ pipes and poles

And her waist real small, but her ass on swole

I don't preach no gang 'cause it's sold not told

Shout out to the gang, we ain't saying names, yeah

I was somewhere up the road in a paper plate, yeah

Keep your mind on a swivel when you making plays, yeah

'Fore the feds take you somewhere you don't wanna stay, yeah

Jump in the coupe candy yam interior

Throw the mask on like I'm Rey Mysterio

Pull up to your block hoe, what’s your dealio?

Circle got small like a god damn Cheerio

Hands to yourself, don’t touch my leather

Good drink, big cups, .44, cold weather

Drop a coupe, six zips, I don't think I measure

Sitting low in the coupe, gave me high blood pressure

Dip through the block, dodging cops round s**t

I maneuver through the field like my name Mike Vick

Sell pale when I wake, then I load my stick

I’m not doing so bad for a ****** up spick

Go and get your cake, this is not a race, yeah

Don't be sorry, hoe be careful, get up out my face, yeah

Don't be talking to them people when they at your place, yeah

They gon' give your ass an option you don’t wanna take, yeah

Jump in the coupe candy yam interior

Throw the mask on like I'm Rey Mysterio

Pull up to your block hoe, what's your dealio?

Circle got small like a god damn Cheerio

What's the deal?

Boobie up the heater like it's winter time

You ain't talking about that cold heart

But that's a waste of my, clout

Demons are waste of my

I just faced to whatever the **** you gave me

Now I'm wasted now

Give me the keys I'm leaving

Got no destination or reason neither

How the **** I fit three hoes in a two seater?

I'm like a genius, Jesus wearing Adidas

Underground Underdog can't be defeated

I'm a cult leader, help me feed a bad *****, beat it, yeah

One lick, two sticks, three hit, four clips

I ain't got time to be dealing with no hoe s**t

Hunnit round drum and it speaking no sense

Hunnit round drum, wettin' up your whole s**t