k$upreme - mike jones lyrics
mike jones lyrics
[intro]
(srt sh+t, n+gga we been getting racks)
[chorus]
yeah, i see all these n+ggas mad i’m covered in diamonds
i put this sh+t together, call it perfect timing
smoking the shark pack, it hit hard like a lineman
i can’t trust these b+tches, i know that they be lying
off of a four of the red now i feel like i’m dying
i get this sh+t easy, don’t even look like i’m trying
i walk in the prada store and then i just start buying
yeah, i see all these n+ggas mad i’m covered in diamonds
i put this sh+t together, call it perfect timing
smoking the shark pack, it hit hard like a lineman
i can’t trust these b+tches, i know that they be lying
off of a four of the red now i feel like i’m dying
i get this sh+t easy, don’t even look like i’m trying
i walk in the prada store and then i just start buying
[verse]
i see n+ggas mad cause’ i do it by myself
i run to the sack like i’m in the nfl
muddy cup and my blunt big as h+ll
expensive drugs, i got rich clientele
wake up to they money, these n+ggas move slow like a snail
real trap n+gga, go everywhere with my scale
i put racks up just in case i need to bale
if i vacuumed seal the shark you could still smell
i’ma stay with my brother like kenan & kel
i’m still ten toes down even though i’m [?]
soon as i hop out the bed i start making sales
n+ggas mad cause’ i get my racks on
quarter million dollars off a trap phone
pulled up foreign with a thick redbone
fruity diamonds on my chain like a flinstone
back then they ain’t want a n+gga like mike jones
[chorus]
i see all these n+ggas mad i’m covered in diamonds
i put this sh+t together, call it perfect timing
smoking the shark pack, it hit hard like a lineman
i can’t trust these b+tches, i know that they be lying
off of a four of the red now i feel like i’m dying
i get this sh+t easy, don’t even look like i’m trying
i walk in the prada store and then i just start buying
i see all these n+ggas mad i’m covered in diamonds
i put this sh+t together, call it perfect timing
smoking the shark pack, it hit hard like a lineman
i can’t trust these b+tches, i know that they be lying
off of a four of the red now i feel like i’m dying
i get this sh+t easy, don’t even look like i’m trying
i walk in the prada store and then i just start buying
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