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mb3five - checkmate lyrics

[intro]
oh you dropped 2 tracks, haha
aye, somebody done g-ssed ‘em up, lemme go ahead and burp this lil’ n-gga

[verse 1]
uh, look i’ve been a cold blooded -ss-ssin
swear i don’t just put the ball in the basket
i’m from the zone, n-gga who you been askin’
i said your name a couple weeks ago, you been in a casket
and now you tryna rise up, i see you faking the p-ssion
i’m finna turn this dame d.o.l.l.a. to chump change
i’m that mane, or that man, or that mean
whatever you want n-gga, i’m that clean
you dropped two songs whatever that mean
you shoulda did one to n-ggas [?]
and i ain’t rocking wit’ them folk that thought it was over
i’m finna sign with state farm and push you out of your stroller
i run the game like playstation, gonna p-ss the controller
i’m on a track with hot energy, you lackin’ the motor lil’ n-gga

[verse 2]
clown, nah, enough of that, haha
put some respect on my sh-t
now i might ruffle up some feathers, but i’m just telling the truth
without that ring first, you just another n-gga in the booth
said it’s just rap, but when i’m done don’t try to call a truce
tryna run it up and double up this money to the roof
money man, money man
i know you rich, a hundred mil’
that big bank and lil’ bank stuff don’t work, i understand
what you was doing, you been on my nuts since [?]
i’m a fan, that don’t make sense
i think you need to find a better plan
i used to do your lil’ four part challenge, every friday
but you ain’t drop no hits, so man i had to do it my way
my name is dame d.o.l.l.a, and i’m hard
i claim that i’m better than mb3 but i’m not
that’s clown flow
i come and sn-tch your bag of dimes, don’t make a sound bro
you try to bring my pops into it, let’s get down tho’
you really try to put me on the spot
but you been crying for some time, i think i’m making you hot
adidas did send some things, but i thought they was wack
as soon as i opened the box, i sent them sh-ts right back
i had to hop over to puma, now my pockets is fat
man i was working and y’all know i was gon’ get right back
i’m done!

- mb3five lyrics

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