Mochi lyrics

[Chorus]
Told her I got her for life, she my lil' whoadie
I just dropped a lot of the loads to my lil' homie
Geekin' for two hours, you know I'm burnin' that Mochi
No major label, but I'm still buzzin', you know I'm goated
I can't trust these hoes, they come with ulterior motives
I ran up the Jetta to foreign automotives
I put young n*ggas on money, I run the culture

[Verse]
Twisted lemon soda, you know I'm burnin' the finest
After every show, these b*tches throwin' vagina
We don't do the rentals, we really havin' the title
Havin' motion, now I'm the one these street n*ggas idol
f*ck a feature, n*ggas ain't wanna come and support me
Independent, so I know majors wanna destroy me
Wifey told me if I ever snitch, she gon' divorce me
White b*tch, sound like [?][0:36] "Of course, B"
f*ck a b*tch and send her [?] before it's morning
In London, I just copped a pricey whip to go explorin'
Shawty gorgeous and she real thick, she so allurin'
Told her, come hop on this di*k and start horsin'
All these b*tches tryna get pics, I got 'em swarmin'
I can get a lil' n*gga hit by my enforcers
Really overloaded with blicks, I'm runnin' Georgia
Baby, can we make us a flick? I wanna record it
She gon' bring me pros at five, she my lil' shorty
Cougar b*tch be f*ckin' me good, she like forty
Where I'm from, it's treason if you talkin' to authority
You know it's gon' last if the money the priority
Oklahoma plug send the freight and he insurin' it
Million dollars cash for rainy days, I'ma bury it
They know I'm a threat, I'm well trained and I'm carrying
Light that b*tch up with .308 like Thomas Edison
[Chorus]
Told her I got her for life, she my lil' whoadie
I just dropped a lot of the loads to my lil' homie
Geekin' for two hours, you know I'm burnin' that Mochi
No major label, but I'm still buzzin', you know I'm goated
I can't trust these hoes, they come with ulterior motives
I ran up the Jetta to foreign automotives
I put young n*ggas on money, I run the culture