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mitten boyz - #mood freestyle lyrics

uh, here we go
yeah, ready, go

[verse 1]
i’m chilling on the corner looking cooler than a motherf-cker
got a pocket full of hard it’s hotter than a motherf-cker
living in that condition, my phantom in the front yard
we them real dope boys, i don’t gotta front, dawg
uh, big dope in the trunk
follow my mapquest choppers in the white house, pistol on my lap yes

[verse 2]
the prophecy, please get off of me
old school like my steering is mahogany
that’s your b-tch – yeah she wants to offer me
that’s the reason – these pr-cks tryna copy me
nothing’s what the ounces – be costing me
i’m an og breh, no guy’s the boss of me
might catch me in tree city with mitten b
yeah, my strap game’s a pillar
boy best make way for the rap game gorilla
ya’ll stay looking at me like “that breh’s a winner”
yeah, i eat lobster for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, yeah
yeah i remember way back
smack days were realer, yeah
dirty vans on as i searched for a dealer
now i got xenos man, they flash when sh-t gets triller
cruisin’ in the four-door windows down to some bryson tiller
might have to switch from the black range to the white bimmer
yeah that’s the sound of power, breh
and it goes like to 200, yeah
shouts to fools paying dues, yeah
four hour sesh and some moods
off the freestyle y’all know it

[outro]
watch for beginnings… y’all know the beginnings?
thanks to 50 cent for this beat, and um, yeah
thanks to my brother for teaching me how logic works
alright, i bet you all thought there was gonna be a third verse
sorry bro

- mitten boyz lyrics

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