Letra de MIA Freestyle - 1504 MuteBaby

(Feat. 21 Savage)

(WhatItDoFlip)

Woah, yeah

Yeah, woah

Hot boy, I'm stepping in my Reeboks

Stand over that nigga body, tryna watch him bleed out

Y'all the type of pussies me and my niggas like to see 'bout

.223s scrape his bottom lip and knock his teeth out

Pull up to the trap with them weak-ass bags, make his ass leave out (Fuck out the trap, nigga)

Know it's some shit in my blood, now this shit you can't even teach out (Can't even teach out)

Bitch, it's young Mute, silent shooter, chopper make him leak out

Ayy, big 4L with a young nigga repping, yeah, that shit [?]

Dodge bullets like the Matrix, you fuck me, just don't say shit

My young ho want her ass done, my cougar want a face lift

No, we don't make no diss songs, we jump in cars and spray shit

I gave her pussy the beats, like I was tryna get a placement

You talking 'bout them? All them niggas scary

Got his ass killed chasing cat, nigga Tom and Jerry

Run off with your money, do the feature and don't ever clear it (Yeah, woah, woah)

Ayy, don't call me 'bout a ho the gang hit, the gang tryna hit

Shell catcher on the side of the chop, hit they block, they ain't even see it

Watch me walk down with the stick on they block, and I bet I clear it

Got a rap nigga ho on the side, in places she never been

Freestyling in the booth, nigga, long live Snoop, nigga, I don't need a pen (I don't need no pen)

Yeah, I keep that chopper when I sleep, that bitch my fuckin' twin (That bitch my twin, on God)

They know young Mute worth some M's

Have my young niggas spray your Benz

Got two niggas on my mind, that's a double hat, that's a double win

I'm worth eight figures

I don't smoke no Backwoods, I still smoke Swishers

Them niggas ain't my opps, they ass some gunshot victims

Kick up all the smoke, and I fuck all them niggas' sisters

Pull up hella close, jump out the car, I'm tryna trip him

They know we known to buck the system

Long live DMX, I'm with my dog, I told him sic him

Your police ass probably wear a wire, tryna tip him

Ayy, hop up out the cut like Paul George, I'm tryna clip him

Now his mama throwing a fit, she fried, that bitch ass became a victim

All my dogs 'nem carry poles, hell nah, ain't with no [?]

Yeah, young Mute be in that booth, but he still hop out and blick

Sticked up ridin' 'round with my trues, even my driver hop out and shoot

Catch the right nigga lacking while we lurkin', then his ass go poof

Yeah, his ass went poof, put him inside his blunt, he smoked [?]

Bitch, I recrute the shooters, leave him side his car, that's what they do, nigga

Put the car in park, show me you got heart

Your ass ain't really like that, boy, you tryna shoot from far

He slumped inside his car, we smoke him out the jar

If this was Grand Theft Auto, I would've been ran out of stars

Savage big 4L, knock him out the park, Babe Ruth

Niggas cliquing up just 'cause they beefing with the same crew

Don't let nothing slide, treat the old beef like it's new

All my niggas steppers, swear we all wear the same shoes

If you at the club, then your ass better back in

Jumping out the car, tryna vallet, your ass get smashed in (Fah, fah, fah)

Got his ass, twin (Grrt, grrt, grrt)

I got his ass, twin

Ayy, bitch, I been outside, all that lurkin', I ain't seen shit, twin

Ayy, these niggas Instagram police, these niggas bitches, twin

You can't beef with a nigga who work with the feds, you ain't gon' win

Ayy, soon as you get a lil' money and fame, all this shit pretend

Yeah, all these hoes pretend, yeah, all these niggas your kin

Savage hit my line, nigga play with my dog, then you lose your kin

Bitch, I'm Slaughter Gang shit 4L, I got this shit in my skin

Uh, got [?] catch a killer, put his ass in the wind

Long live CJ, long live Lil Skinny, lotta smoke, chimney

You can't bring no ho up out me, 'cause this shit in me

All that acting, all that capping, niggas need Emmies

I don't play with kids, I ain't Disney

Nah, nigga, we won't play with kids, this ain't no fuckin' Disney

Y'all remember that, nigga, stay in your lane or we pull up bustin' brains

That's on my mama, nigga (Yeah)

Yeah, nigga, free my gang, fuck your gang (Haha)

Y'all niggas know how young Mute ride

If I ain't got no gloves, I'll come with socks and [?] nigga pussy

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