Mojo - whats brackin (feat. buddha) Lyrics

I'm like pass me the stick
Lil bro where the chrome at?
RP 10, yeah you know I'm finna throw back
Bitch gotta eat 'fore we f*ck better know that
He so flat lil bro post throwbacks
Hellcat, beep beep
Did the whole dash
Bro so hot hop out with no mask
Q in the cut clutch arp, a-arp, a-ar
Promags
SRT Jeep tear up the streets
I'm the one all the lil niggas wanna be
Perc 10 sweats got Heebie Jeebies
All you can eat bitch do me like CiCi's
Money counter, I can count it up bitch beep beep
You ain't stay down bitch, I got the receipts
Chrome Heart tag bitch, throw away the receipts
Yo life TV, my life 3D
Yeah yeah
Yeah young lil nigga what's hannenin'?
Yeah, I just rock the stage and shit then I collect my backend
Ima zip this shit up on a bitch its a Bape jacket
I can't do no lacking
Yeah yeah lil nigga what's brackin?
What's brackin?
What's brackin?
What's brackin? Bih what's brackin?
What's brackin? Bih what's brackin?
What's brackin? Bih what's brackin?
What's brackin? Bih what's brackin?
What's brackin? Bih what's brackin?
What's brackin? Bih what's brackin?
What's brackin? Bih what's brackin?
What's brackin? Bih what's brackin?
What the f*ck brackin?
I hang with some killers
I don't f*ck with rap niggas
Turn a bitch boy to a zombie like Skrilla
Pop out suprise hit his ass in the night
Thriller
W-Why would I fight I got knife?
Kill 'em
I got tired of being a nice guy
They made me turn into a got damn villain
Oh yeah
Oh yeah I'm with my goons
Hell nah you cannot get up in this car don't got no room
I finally had hit that hoe but that pussy was loose
Don't reach whenever I'm robbing you lil boy we got loose screws
Haha ha
Can't nobody put 'em together
Can't nobody put 'em in place
Lil bitch tryna say she sorry and shit tell the hoe get the f*ck out my face
And if you ain't tryna f*ck get on
I don't really got time to waste
Like here come Jon, here come Buddha
Two different names like Jace!