The Mission

Lyrics

I'm in the Cayman Islands wilding
 While Im Bussing up the silence
 I'm denying all vaginas who be claiming that they rhyming
 Buss up in it like the Bando
 Way too much to handle
 I should let you know I know my haters really fans though
 Wow, why the hell you mad?
 I'm just being me mess around and break the bank
 She might shake it on the dash
 Had her screaming like the mask
 Way ahead you niggas
 Lived your future in my past
 Whip it like a flip phone
 Oh she love the... bone
 All you niggas big band wagons on my shit no
 You can hop up off that
 I just got my sauce back
 So way out my mother loving mind
 I think I lost that
 Let's go
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 Let's go
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 I'm on my 007 yeah there is no telling yeah?
 What I might do next what I might have in here?
 What I might have in here?
 I'm on a mission and no one can stop me
 You must be tripping, tell Roger to copy
 I'm on a mission and no one can stop me
 You must be tripping, tell Roger to copy that (let's go!)
 Mama raised a millionaire
 Self-made winner here
 Nigga you a copy of a copy build a bear
 I only fear the fear of fear and that's not in here
 You couldn't even say you balling even if you had pair
 Watch out, donuts like the cop house
 So much time in music man I swear I never clock out
 Turn x and o's to knock out
 Make em wanna tap out
 Now they tryna find me kinda like the trap house
 I Just had to flip mode
 I be hella lit, stove
 Whip it hella loud you can feel it from the sixth floor
 All my Caribbean girl shake it like it's disco
 I just had to lay it down for this show
 Let's go
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 Let's go
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:01
Key
9
Tempo
75 BPM

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