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mike mozart - wack lyrics

[hook]
don’t send me beats, n-gga
your sh-t is wack (wack!)
don’t send me raps, n-gga
your sh-t is wack (brrrat brrrat!)
don’t try to stunt, n-gga
your b-tch is wack (wack!)
your whip and your weed, sh-t i’m picking out seeds
everything you do is wack
n-gga

losing my mind i cannot find my brain
going saddam and they asking who sane?
blowing up fast without tanks of butane
n-ggas asking for change once i entered the game
all these f-ck n-ggas are testing my nerves
prepping the herbs? god they all herbs
all of my verbs are like pounds of the purp, breaking down like b-boyz and now fiends getting served
smoke so much loud i can’t hear myself think
think! cannot see eye, i don’t blink
and all of that time you were spending to blink, i merked your whole clique and just dragged them with mink
flipping this money just call it hibachi
i’m wit my main b-tch and she know she a hottie
she callin me poppy (callin me poppy!)
smashing her spine i just call it degr-ssi
i ain’t chasing b-tches they liquor, throwing these shots to make yo -ss sicker
she topped the whole team, i know she a kneeler
check out the knife work to see if i feel you
causing contusions i think i might lose it
schooling these n-ggas and they just all stupid
i’m on my 3rd blunt but, please i’m not lupin
yo b-tch wants to cuff but i just was not suited

[hook]

- mike mozart lyrics

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