BTM Kb - Onna Mission (feat. BTM Jodye & BTM Ace) Lyrics

Onna mission we sum young niggas tryna ball
We da dream team nigga whatcha f*ckin thought
Diamonds freezin niggas they call me jack frost
Who want the smoke we comin for it all

BTM niggas we onna f*ckin mission
Niggas clowns they smokin on dat f*ckin midget
Can't cap with niggas ion rock fitteds
Beat uh nigga ass j tah say we f*cking did it
Niggas claimin shit but they ain't really with it
I ain't signing for less than uh couple milli
Tourin state tah state we in yo city
AB4 ever we turnin up off da remy

Uh
Yea

Dis choppa make a nigga dance
40 thousand in my hand
40 thousand in my pants
I don't rock no f*ckin vans
I just do it for my fans
Yea my niggas that support
Free my nigga f*ck the court
Get money nigga life short
Gotta pay the cost to be the boss so f*ck it nigga I'm bout to cash
Out
Rari fast when it back out
I ain't asking for no hand outs
Imma get on my own
Tap in another zone
Tryna by my moms a home
That's the type of shit I'm on
Or maybe buy a Benz
And party hard wit my friends
It's btm we bound to win
And I know niggas gon hate
Cause behind ya back they all fake
And behind ya back they all snakes
But shit
But shit f*ck it
That's just how the game go
We just we just smoke green & pour up 4s
Moving so swift on my toes
Duckin and dodging these hoes
Better pay me a hunnit a show
Or bitch we ain't coming no mo
And I put that on da gang cause the gang is all I know free rob

Onna mission we sum young niggas tryna ball
Its da dream team nigga whatcha f*ckin thought
Diamonds freezin niggas they call me jack frost
Who want the smoke we comin for it all

Vvs dimaonds dancin
I want a fat ass mansion
With a foreign whip and a bad bitch with my niggas on a mission
Tryna get rich you know we strapped always keep the sticks don't pay me in 20s
I want all blue strips
I remember when we used to hit trips
Lemme chill out these niggas ain't hip
Got like 30 on my wrist
With a 30 on my hip
Don't f*ck around and get hit
BTM we with the shits
Kb roll up the doodie
Put in the air then kill 5th
If the feds ask me anything it's always i plea the 5th
Shoutout to my whoodies yeah them brodie's
Sandbox days what i'm talking bout
Bitches be lying for the clout
Free my nigga out the jam
Rip to my mans
Aye
Gang Gang Gang BTM

Can't wait to be in a fat ass mansion
Havin ppl scream and my diamonds gon be dancin
Gotta take risk to make it uh young nigga chancin
Imma remember the petty shit niggas used to do
Talkin bout we blew up and forgot ab you
They mad cause they on the inside lookin thru
24/7 thinkin bout how i'm gon get it
Takin off this bitch jumpin like uh cricket
You gon see us soon BTM gon be winnin
Aye
And you know we finna take off
Shootin at these niggas and ion play ball
Niggas get onnat that we makin one call
BTM niggas onna f*ckin mission
Gettin to this money countin all da digits
With my niggas ace n jodye we gettin to da f*ckin chicken
Aye
You gon see us BTM gon be winnin

Onna mission we sum young niggas tryna ball
We da dream team nigga whatcha f*ckin thought
Diamonds freezin niggas they call me jack frost
Who want the smoke we comin for it all