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vince staples - mhm lyrics

[verse 1]
come get a body (yeah), 30 deep on poppy (uh)
police won’t stop me
that’s on johnny, come and find me (ayy)
i ain’t hiding (naw), they homies dying, they ain’t riding
she cute, she wet, i’m water sliding, yeah
it’s been a minute (ayy) since i been up in the trenches (yeah)
south and cherry, it get scary by the churches chicken
you n+ggas b+tches (yeah), k!ll you if you look suspicious (bang)
tryna make it in the game, you gotta know the glitches

[chorus]
chip cuz, tell ’em come and zip cuz
hundred on his headstone, homies call me rich cuz, mhm (uh+huh)
flip cuz, candlеs ’cause they miss cuz
i ain’t gotta diss ’cause you know what it is cuz, mhm
dog ways (ways) baby ‘causе i’m park raised (raised)
we can do it late night (late night), we can do it broad day (broad day)
mhm, hmm, mhm (dead homies)
hmm, hmm, mhm (lemme hear it one more time)
yeah

[verse 2]
baby got the strap incase i gotta blast (i love you so much)
she been with me since we was on olive ave (free h.d)
‘fore corona i was ramona with a mask (free b. skrap)
‘fore corona knew the streets was over, washed my hands (dead homies)
full of vultures so you know i watch my back (one in the head sh+t)
couldn’t give it up, guess i got attached (yeah)
still without a scratch, still with all of that (huh, yeah)
snitching n+ggas even got the water tapped, d+mn (ayy, ayy, ayy)
[chorus]
chip cuz, tell ’em come and zip cuz
hundred on his headstone, homies call me rich cuz, mhm (uh+huh)
flip cuz, candles ’cause they miss cuz
i ain’t gotta diss ’cause you know what it is cuz, mhm
dog ways (ways) baby ’cause i’m park raised (raised)
we can do it late night (late night), we can do it broad day (broad day)
mhm, hmm, mhm (dead homies)
hmm, hmm, mhm (lemme hear it one more time)
yeah

[outro]
take the 91 east
get off on cherry, turn right (mhm)
get all the way straight to south
then when you get to south, make that left, that’s all the hood right there
go down south (mhm), matter fact go down south til you get to park, that’s still the hood
make that left, or whatever you choose to make that left on artesia until you get back to cherry, that’s all the hood
dead homies

- vince staples lyrics

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