$$$ MISSION

[Intro]

(RXLVND)

[Chorus: Sk8star]

I ride with blicky

He smoking mid, that shit got him dizzy

I feel like Uzi, Balenci, Balenci

I got yo bitch, she choosin', she picky

Don't fuck with this shit cause this shit can get sticky

This bih petite, she don't got titties

I'mma fuck wit her cause I know she with it

Step on that boy like I got some Timbs

I'm with the guys, nigga, you tripping

We wipe him down, don't show no pity

We got fye, ride through the city

Bitch get him lined, I need commitment

I ain't have shit, lil' nigga, I was pissy

I'm on a money, money mission

I think the guap my motherfuckin' religion

[Verse 1: Diorvsyou]

In love with the money my palms steady itching

I'm in love with designer, my boy lovе his switches

If you wanna come try it, boy ,come prеss yo issue

Damn, and this bih so bad, I might risk it

Damn, she keep ridin' the boat, London Tipton

I get so high on my own like I'm Whitney

Yeah, this bitch she bi, whenever I'm fuckin' this bitch, yeah, she fuckin' my bitch right here with me

And I got my slime by my side, if I go in, then he goin' through thick and thin with me

I might lose my mind 'bout the dollar sign, I'm tryna get rich or die trying like 50

I'm locked in with Sk8, but no we don't skate

But I'm on my grind, I might 50/50

And I'm not surprised, this bitch prolly miss me

LA with the vibes, this bitch tryna kick it, kick it

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Sk8star]

I ride with blicky

He smoking mid, that shit got him dizzy

I feel like Uzi, Balenci, Balenci

I got yo bitch, she choosin', she picky

Don't fuck with this shit cause this shit can get sticky

This bih petite, she don't got titties

I'mma fuck wit her cause I know she with it

Step on that boy like I got some Timbs

I'm with the guys, nigga, you tripping

We wipe him down, don't show no pity

We got fye, ride through the city

Bitch get him lined, I need commitment

I ain't have shit, lil' nigga, I was pissy

I'm on a money, money mission

[Verse 2: Sk8star & Diorvsyou]

And I got a KelTec

My boy got that shit at the show

Yeah, my damn slatt

I done ran them racks up before

I need millions

I need millions, give a fuck 'bout your feelings

I gotta stack that shit up, yeah, for all my children

Her pussy bald head, yeah, like Krillin

Fuck what the cops said, nigga, we killin'

Yeah, fuck what the law said, yeah, my P.O. keep trippin'

And fuck what that broad said, that bitch better mind her business

I put these racks on his head, yeah, we stand on business

I really count up the deads, that shit keep me healing

Yeah, yeah, I really love her, but she bad for me, gotta keep my distance

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I really love her but I'm numb to this shit, I know I can't feel shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Sk8star]

I ride with blicky

He smoking mid, that shit got him dizzy

I feel like Uzi, Balenci, Balenci

I got yo bitch, she choosin', she picky

Don't fuck with this shit cause this shit can get sticky

This bih petite, she don't got titties

I'mma fuck wit her cause I know she with it

Step on that boy like I got some Timbs

I'm with the guys, nigga, you tripping

We wipe him down, don't show no pity

We got fye, ride through the city

Bitch get him lined, I need commitment

I ain't have shit, lil' nigga, I was pissy

I'm on a money, money mission