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mst marko – man what? lyrics

[verse 1: mst marko]
you talking down on mst? boy don’t get yo ass popped
n+ggas ain’t even f+ckin’ with us, how the f+ck these n+ggas opps?
cuz when my mans coming through, n+gga everybody shot
when i walk up in yo place, n+gga, everybody opps

you putting n+ggas in they place? boy yo ass got a prop
when i’m walking with that stick i’m making everybody drop
do not compare sh+t, n+gga, i ain’t got no comp
and these n+ggas make me sick, n+gga, i ain’t got no opps
n+gga, what the f+ck you mean? this ar cook you up, now you a pork and bean
why the f+ck these n+ggas tryna argue, that ain’t even me
why the f+ck these n+ggas being f+gs, that is not in me

i put you on a verse, and you said some trash sh+t, that ain’t mst
i’ma call up l8ithxn, he gone pull up with that lemon squeeze
i’m not finna get up in no books, cuz i don’t like to read
you stepped on my shoes, and now you gone, cuz i like em clean

n+gga, let me stop bullsh+ttin’, this ain’t wild n’ out, but why the f+ck i’m bullspittin’ (why the f+ck you got a stutter, n+gga, say yo full sentence)
i ah send yo ass away, like you got a full sentence, n+gga

[verse 2: mst l8ithxn]
you n+ggas softer than a mattress, y’all not f+ckin’ with me
marko got 3 clips, that’s like 150, b+tch i got bands, like in the band, i got the trumpet with me
stick hanging out the glock it’s twenty four, not sixty

compact, it ain’t gone jam, why the f+ck you n+ggas capping? y’all ain’t made it out the jam
like i’m jordan and lebron i’m with your b+tch, i’m tryna slam
me and marko got hot bars like them b+tches came from h+ll, packs in the mail

n+gga, you might get it, time will tell, off the drank, on the stairs i f+cked around and almost fell
and my weed loud as f+ck, it make you move like a snail, and it a get you freaky+deaky, got her screaming “god d+mn” yeahhh, dumbass

how the f+ck did you get back and you ain’t slid yet, b+tch i’m number one i’m tryna pull up in a private jet
like i’m marko ripper f+cked him up, he took a step
stop asking for a feature, i just want a check, me and marko smoking opps to the f+ckin’ neck
b+tch i’m into scamming, i only pay attention to them texts
n+gga talkin’ down on mst, might get your dumb ass left

[verse 3: mst marko]
if i’m slidin’ with my n+ggas, ain’t n0body getting left
don’t be tryna press sh+t, cuz you ah get your ass checked
my n+ggas riding round with them sticks, and they ain’t aiming for no necks
when i’m done off this beat, b+tch i’m aiming for the next

n+ggas out here d+cksucking like some b+tches givin’ neck
boy you broke, you better get up off yo ass and get a check
like we going to the doctors, i ah get yo ass checked
like we in the weight room, i ah get yo ass pressed

i ain’t never been a b+tch or a hoe, that’s some sh+t that i ah never confess
i ain’t never been a rat, n+gga, you can even give me a test
these n+ggas out here being rats, like you can go with the rest, n+gga

it’s mst the boys, like some lil ass kids who like to play with toys
n+gga, grow the f+ck up, cuz you a f+ckin’ boy, i can’t argue with no n+gga, or no f+ckin [cut]

alright

why the f+ck yo ass on the couch dissin’? get yo ass up, hollow tips in the clip, tryna eat yo ass up
why the f+ck you screaming opps, like we won’t get yo ass touched?
like we in the grocery store, i ah get you bagged up, dumbass

- mst marko lyrics

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