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lil mister - orders lyrics

[intro]
montana, woah, woah
turn up
ay, i’m flipping this chicken
flipping it, flipping it, flipping it, flipping it
whiping this chicken
whip it and whip it and whip it

[chorus + lil mister]
i been whipping chickens, smell them ‘cross the border
my plug from out of town he ship them off from florida (h+llo?)
d+mn, d+mn, d+mn
i think the feds be tryna record us (f+ck 12)
we ain’t going but my n+ggas gotta get them orders
bad b+tches up in the trap
shaking d in the kitchen, but we cooking crack
d+mn, d+mn
designer mix match
money, be whipping them chickens, we count up a big sack
[verse + lil mister]
we count up a big sack
my n+ggas be on 75th with them big straps
and them big macs
you sneak diss on the squad you getting your sh+t whacked
we count up a big cheque
i’m thumbing through hundreds, running through hundreds, i’m getting that
bands
these haters upset
these n+ggas is frauds, i’m f+cking they broads, i’m onto the next

i’m money stacking my profits
them bands be too large for wallets
i ball out while n+ggas starving
[?] up in the party
i’m smoking on that bob marley
got b+tches geeked off the molly
they turn up, them hoes on folly
they ride me just like a harley

i’m grinding, working the hobby
i’m flexing for paparazi
b+tches see me, they jocking
i’m smoking up on that brocoli
my plug, he be italian, he shipping it straight from cali’
montana, the world is ours, i flip it within an hour
[chorus + lil mister]
i been whipping chickens, smell them ‘cross the border
my plug from out of town he ship them off from florida (h+llo?)
d+mn, d+mn, d+mn
i think the feds be tryna record us (f+ck 12)
we ain’t going but my n+ggas gotta get them orders
bad b+tches up in the trap
shaking d in the kitchen, but we cooking crack
d+mn, d+mn
designer mix match
money, be whipping them chickens, we count up a big sack

[verse + monnie g]
me and montana counting big cheques
thotianas on our d+ck just wanna give us neck
all my n+ggas on the tec
all black, in the ‘lac, on your block, blowing pack

monnie g in the party
with dread head just like bob marley
got hoes geeked in the party
i never will cuff a thotty
them bands got hoes jocking
designer, but no versace
a lot of n+ggas they copy, monnie the trending topic
a lot of n+ggas, they sneak
a lot of n+ggas, they fake
monnie g in the kitchen, i’m whipping, i’m getting cake
finesse you right in your face
serve you up foreign yay’
all my n+ggas trapping we do this sh+t everyday

- lil mister lyrics

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