Jae-Em - Midas (feat. Malachi!) Lyrics

Out like a light if you teasing I'll bite
She be feeling so right when she getting this pipe
Hit it like twice I ain't liking the price
I'm just chasing the prize I just booted her nice
Bitch I'm the shit take it all and I dip
Can't f*ck with that bitch I'd rather get rich
I put up a fight and I like my bread white
That bitch ain't yo' wife cuz she's still in my sight

Hit from the back she say I never lack
Ain't no cheese with this mac it hit you with a slap
Could be on the roof but I'm still in my room
I'll just keep pushing through smoke a blunt hit the stu
Pull up with the crew I just wanna see blue
And my name is the new need a cage in the zoo
Soon I'm on billboard she saying she too bored
She sucking like oh lord I'm sparking like a cord
When she be fronting I hit from the back
Suck on my dick like she tipping her hat
F*cking on me like she screwing a cap
F*cking with me then she ain't no rat
Getting the cheddar I'm setting a trap
She told me I'm lost but bitch I got the map
Running after me like they doing a lap
Get me some bread then I'm taking a nap

Smoking on this gas smell like cat piss
Smoking sticky icky like a cactus
Got your shorty laying on my mattress
Dripping on these niggas like a baptist
I'm making this shit look easy
And I got a drip like Fiji
Pull up in that jag we smoking that gas, it's making me blind like I'm Stevie
With the bros sipping Kombucha
You ain't really eating get your food up
Eating up the beat I got my food up
With your shawty she told me that she from Cuba
Bullets shave your head like you a Buddha
All you niggas snakes like medusa
Look at my neck my diamonds be dripping they wet, just call me a scuba diver
Got a foreign car I'm a driver
Your girl on my wave she a rider
Burning rubber don't care 'bout my tires
Woah
Get that bag, get that get that bag
Michael Jackson lil nigga I'm bad
All you haters I'm making you mad
F*ck on yo bitch while she giving me lip in the whip and you know it's a Jag
Done playing games with y'all lag
My neck be frozen like I'm playing tag

Can't f*ck with nobody can't f*ck with no thotty
Unless they a bag with a check and a 'Rari
All of the fake the plastic and barbies
Recycled material just talking 'bout bodies
The people that worry about mixing their sprite
The people that stand on their money for height
They stick out their like they gon' hit a lick
They keep talking that talk 'till I'm feeling it kick

Out like a light if you teasing I'll bite
She be feeling so right when she getting this pipe
Hit it like twice I ain't liking the price
I'm just chasing the prize I just booted her nice
Bitch I'm the shit take it all and I dip
Can't f*ck with that bitch I'd rather get rich
I put up a fight and I like my bread white
That bitch ain't your wife cuz she's still in my sight

I'm cocking it back let it snap on a rat
Got smoke in the air from the blunt from the mac
Pet on my back cuz we dogs in a pack
Keep it real I'm a fact catch you when you lack
Fangs in our teeth eat the fame I'ma keep
Not a father don't preach bell run I'ma teach
Midas on my dick can't f*ck just a flick
Need a wife not a pipe keep thots out of sight