Mystic lyrics

[Hook]
He wanted bullets
We throwing a bunch at 'em
That n*gga running
My younging a go grab em
223 eat his flesh and it toe tag em
If we can't nab him then we finna go bag him
I dont want lambo I might just gold jag em
I'm showing love but I promise I dont Jack em
If I got issues my OG might go pack him
I put cheese to yo head you a whole packer
He wanted bullets
We throwing a bunch at 'em
That n*gga running
My younging a go grab em
223 eat his flesh and it toe tag em
If we can't nab him then we finna go bag him
I dont want lambo I might just gold jag em
I'm showing love but I promise I dont Jack em
If I got issues my OG might go pack him
I put cheese to yo head you a wholе packer

[Verse]
When she gavе me brain I just knew she won't no slacker
I f*ck foreign b*tch, you f*cked a whole cracker
I hit 3 women then did me a show after
How yall don't got no hoes you a whole rapper
My money wendy's I counted a whole stacker
You ain't nothing I promise you no factor
I'm getting green like the back of ya folks tractor
I sip act but I promise ain't no actor
She wanna suck on me slow I got places to go
I told that hoe suck a lil faster
I f*ck this baddie she tall, taller than me, but she still say I'm her lil master
I think I'm chocolate but is it racist if she said, I thought yo c*ck was a lil blacker
I beat her back outta shape, said it felt great, so I told that b*tch it don't matter
If you got problems with me, you better hit first because I ain't doing no chatter
I'm eating pus*y for breakfast lunch and dessert n*gga I got me a hoe platter
I gotta take off my tar or paradiso because when I f*ck all these hoes splatter
I just made 5 while I'm rapping and 1 in the booth, ima go make me a 4 after
[Hook]
He wanted bullets
We throwing a bunch at 'em
That n*gga running
My younging a go grab em
223 eat his flesh and it toe tag em
If we can't nab him then we finna go bag him
I dont want lambo I might just gold jag em
I'm showing love but I promise I dont Jack em
If I got issues my OG might go pack him
I put cheese to yo head you a whole packer
He wanted bullets
We throwing a bunch at 'em
That n*gga running
My younging a go grab em
223 eat his flesh and it toe tag em
If we can't nab him then we finna go bag him
I dont want lambo I might just gold jag em
I'm showing love but I promise I dont Jack em
If I got issues my OG might go pack him
I put cheese to yo head you a whole packer