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279tyler - mission lyrics

[intro]
yeah
what’s good geeohhs

[chorus]
yeah, broke that b+tches heart, no i do not feel affection
daley be whippin’ the work, you know that he be efficient, yeah
everything you say cap, i know that sh+t be fiction, yeah
i don’t care if that’s your girl, she hit my line i’m a hit it, yeah
fell in love with lean, they be telling me i got an addiction, yeah
your money subtract and money it be doing addition, yeah
had to move the work i could never be caught washing no dishes, yeah
f+cking with me then i’m a leave him sleeping with the fishes, yeah
i want a million dollars swear to god i’m on a mission, yeah
those are your shooters, why they be missin’, yeah
call up my shooters, you know they gon’ hit sh+t

[verse]
only care about the riches
i don’t care about no b+tches
y’all be acting suspicious
so i can’t f+ck with ya
no you can’t get no picture, yeah
you ain’t got no d+mn hustle
how you gon’ get a lil’ richer?
wockhardt up in my cup
i do not sip on no liquor
kickin’ back countin’ these figures
finger right up on the trigger
put a bullet in his hilfiger
hangin’ with them real k!llers, they’ll really k!ll ya
hollow tip bullets yeah they’ll really feel ya
got a new b+tch and my new b+tch thicker
you ain’t like me yeah you a beginner
i’m in the stars like big dipper
i be ballin’ yeah just like a clipper
they be talking sh+t on twitter
we can get up with ya
we can pull up and split ya
she sucking me i can’t kiss her
choppa eat him like some dinner
couple shots right from the sprinter
you a rat, master splinter
money big it’s getting bigger
need some percs i’m a deliver
drugs f+cking up my liver
my heart cold like it’s winter, yeah
my whole life i been a winner
[chorus]
yeah, broke that b+tches heart, no i do not feel affection
daley be whippin’ the work, you know that he be efficient, yeah
everything you say cap, i know that sh+t be fiction, yeah
i don’t care if that’s your girl, she hit my line i’m a hit it, yeah
fell in love with lean, they be telling me i got an addiction, yeah
your money subtract and money it be doing addition, yeah
had to move the work i could never be caught washing no dishes, yeah
f+cking with me then i’m a leave him sleeping with the fishes, yeah
i want a million dollars swear to god i’m on a mission, yeah
those are your shooters, why they be missin’, yeah
call up my shooters, you know they gon’ hit sh+t

- 279tyler lyrics

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