One, two, mic check, hit you with a right, left
All white bricks, style vintage like Aztecs Need nothing but assets, no time for your ass bets
Call me Mr. Incredible, way I'm making the nine stretch Been rapping like a god since the white T was 5X
Drugs cloud your mind, I see clear as a Pyrex Been stepping on shit since I slid off the porch steps
Don wicked chair, thinking who I'ma hit next Send Eddie Lino to your door, I promise a quick death
Leave your bitch with a dick breath First play, you'll catch a elbow, the second a jab
Step, big blunt for breakfast, I'm mad stressed I'ma cause madness like Doc filling asses
Move as the feds, different tactics, guns radioactive Stuffed under the mattress, this the second D-Day reenactors
Quick to pull out a ratchet, only if shit getting ratchet Pull up to the spot with a modeling actress
Come here little shorty, let me show you my hat trick Have you doing gymnastics
Eli Tha Don - Mongoose Bubble Lyrics
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One, two, mic check, hit you with a right, left
All white bricks, style vintage like Aztecs Need nothing but assets, no time for your ass bets
Call me Mr. Incredible, way I'm making the nine stretch Been rapping like a god since the white T was 5X
Drugs cloud your mind, I see clear as a Pyrex Been stepping on shit since I slid off the porch steps
Don wicked chair, thinking who I'ma hit next Send Eddie Lino to your door, I promise a quick death
Leave your bitch with a dick breath First play, you'll catch a elbow, the second a jab
Step, big blunt for breakfast, I'm mad stressed I'ma cause madness like Doc filling asses
Move as the feds, different tactics, guns radioactive Stuffed under the mattress, this the second D-Day reenactors
Quick to pull out a ratchet, only if shit getting ratchet Pull up to the spot with a modeling actress
Come here little shorty, let me show you my hat trick Have you doing gymnastics
All white bricks, style vintage like Aztecs Need nothing but assets, no time for your ass bets
Call me Mr. Incredible, way I'm making the nine stretch Been rapping like a god since the white T was 5X
Drugs cloud your mind, I see clear as a Pyrex Been stepping on shit since I slid off the porch steps
Don wicked chair, thinking who I'ma hit next Send Eddie Lino to your door, I promise a quick death
Leave your bitch with a dick breath First play, you'll catch a elbow, the second a jab
Step, big blunt for breakfast, I'm mad stressed I'ma cause madness like Doc filling asses
Move as the feds, different tactics, guns radioactive Stuffed under the mattress, this the second D-Day reenactors
Quick to pull out a ratchet, only if shit getting ratchet Pull up to the spot with a modeling actress
Come here little shorty, let me show you my hat trick Have you doing gymnastics
Writer: Elijah McDonald
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