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micis - tough lyrics

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the micis are back, in the booth
smoking on tree, yeah, pass the boof
she’s sucking my d+ck all day and night
you p+ssies never show to a d+mn fight

glock in my pocket, stuffed in my jeans
y’all crave our music like d+mn fiends
chillin with the boys, in our pjs
girls all around us, giving us bjs

can’t walk around without getting noticed
lean in our blood stream, we can’t focus
me and your girl, are in the back seat
might as well be on fake taxi
our plan is to get big enough
draco in my pants, looking super tough (yeah)

we’re in our jet flying super far
everyone knows who we are
you can’t mess with us, you will be found
stay away from me, i’ll stand my ground

we from the trenches, straight from the roe
i’m surrounded by girls from head to toe
diamonds are real all around my chain
got too many hoes and they’re giving me brain

our plan is to get big enough
draco in my pants, looking super tough (yeah)

a hoe drops me and thinks i care
i got other options you’re not that rare
my dms are full of compliments
shut your mouth, you need a mint

i‘m dripped out, my kicks are red
i got ten other b+tches all in my bed
you other rappers always act tough
don’t come near us, it will get rough
we are the micis, we get what we need
you are just jealous that you can’t succeed
this beat goes crazy, i made it myself
now comes nick ‘boutta rap ‘bout himself

you already know who it is
i’m boutta run this sh+t up
lets go

scarpa in the booth and i’m setting things straight
talk sh+t bout us then we sn+tching your brain
wock in my system, i can’t function
micis on the beat we don’t need an introduction

bands to the ceiling my money too tall
call me lamelo cuz all i do is ball
on a private jet chilling with my hoes
surrounded by my riches like jeff bezos

running up blue strips call me franklin
feel like an investor the way i’m bankin
new amiri jeans dropped 10 on my pants
hit opps with the glock and i’m making them dance

our plan is to get big enough
draco in my pants, looking super tough (yeah)
chain be shining i might take your b+tch
fit go hard finna take a pic
livin’ in the roe, like fresh caviar
never done drill before but i’m setting the bar

when i’m off the perc i am not mundane
celebrate our money go and pop champagne
feel like a penguin finna waddle to the dough
selling out saks fifth with the bros

our plan is to get big enough
draco in my pants, looking super tough (yeah)

audemar rollie got a star on my wrist
my girl too freaky she likes when i p+ss
amg cedes yeah we swervin in the streets
feel like dahmer the way i’m k!lling these beats

prada shoes, i’m a big stepper
spicing up songs like cayenne pepper
like i’m gunna i stay with a mop
leave your coochie just gimme the top

if you don’t like us just suck my b+lls
ball so hard like tacko fall
water on my neck like poland spring
get ready for the heat that dylan will bring

yeah
i like this beat
alright i’m feelin’ it

ayo it’s lil wuf, big d if you may
i’m boutta spit some heat so you better obey
born in la, moved to the streets of the roe
spitting some bars so watch out for my flow

your b+tch is in my bed and she’s in her lingerie, yo
yeah she wanna call me, so she dials on the payphone
driving up in my new gt+r
bro you know with all this sh+t, yeah, we headed super far

pulling up with my uzi
next to me is my new piece
smokin’ stank, yeah, we rob their multibanks
cookin’ beef, yeah, we got that grease

our plan is to get big enough
draco in my pants, looking super tough (yeah)

the micis are here, we ain’t playin’ round
got a silencer i don’t make a sound
we on a yacht and our party’s endless
messin’ round, yeah, we got that finesse

breakin’ sh+t, got no time to fix
i’m shootin’ ops with my two sticks
breaking bad like walter white
making meth all day and night

our plan is to get big enough
draco in my pants, looking super tough (yeah)

i’m all dressed up, my suit black and white
got some crank, come take a bite
girls all around tryna hit my line
tell her get her own, she lookin’ like a swine

micis hit the block others looking all around
if you ain’t one of us then you’re an idiot clown
we stuffin’ peoples heads, wearing coats of valentino
i don’t mess with rappers like childish gambino

we be winning all them fights without battin’ an eye
hittin’ sh+t so strong you’ll be in the sky
if i get them threat i will call their bluff
cause little do they know i’m off the cuff

- micis lyrics

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