MISMATCH lyrics

[Chorus]
Jumped up off the porch, I brought them big racks back, yeah
Took my n*gga, we gotta go get back that, yeah
Cold-hearted n*gga, get your b*tch back
All my n*ggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeah
Shorty, know I f*ck with you but low-key
I could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeah
Pressure about no b*tch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeah
I been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeah

[Verse]
Pull up on that b*tch, hear my sh*t knockin'
I'm gon' put them Christians on, rest in peace to Pop
I can't find no red around, n*ggas sippin' Wock'
Played this at my momma house, she like, "n*gga, drop it"
Stop it, if he ain't with us, my dog gon' lock in
Pull up in that dawn, she like, "Baby, where your top at?"
Shorty trying to f*ck me, I'm like, "Baby ,where your top at?"
I know they hate that I'm on now, you n*ggas need to stop that
Rest on peace, I be on granny porch thumbing hundreds now
I can't see nobody making no noise, we gon' dumb it down
Thought my dog was gon' live forever, called me like, "They gunned him down"
n*gga got exposed, now that n*gga never come around
I love the streets, I'm proud of what it made me
Heavy hustler, I got to provide it for my baby
Got to stay on my toes, they wanna flame me
Been around them racks, it ain't gone change me, nah for real
[Chorus]
Jumped up off the porch, I brought them big racks back, yeah
Took my n*gga, we gotta go get back that, yeah
Cold-hearted n*gga, get your b*tch back
All my n*ggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeah
Shorty, know I f*ck with you but low-key
I could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeah
Pressure about no b*tch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeah
I been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeah