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Might As Well

 

Might As Well

(album: Mafia Lord (Chapter II) - 2021)


(Ooh, Rell)
Woo (Beep)

Brick came fishscale, shit, I might as well (Yep)
Only time'll tell, my bitch fine as hell (Woo)
Bullets firing, lil' nigga, better hide in your shell (Brrt)
I can send that bag from far, do you got a Zelle? (Do you got a Zelle?)
Fucking on my ex lil' cousin, she say go to hell (Boy)
I can send the packs by the dozen, it came through the mail (Huh?)
I can't send you on this route 'cause I know you scared ('Cause I know you scared)
Boy, you fuck around, you might get me to the feds (To the feds)
You don't give that pussy to me, freak bitch, you don't want a band? (You don't want a band?)
It's the drumline, but I'm still with Nick Cannon (Brrt)
I'm so fucking high, I don't know where I'm landing (Nope)
Take it out the pot, then I gotta fan it (Woo)
Uh, slap a roll of twenties, should I rubber band it?
Uh, hit him in his top, that's for always saying shit (That's for always saying shit)
Then I pull up on his mans, ask him how he plan it
It's a one-of-one, not two-of-one, when you scan it (Woo)
I swear you gotta do it twice, yeah, when you jam it (When you jam it)
Made a mil' off this rap, but I didn't plan it (But I didn't plan it)
Swear it gon' take me all night to get her panties (I swear to God)
I love the bro, yeah, he keep a cane like a granny (Hrrt, hrrt)
Put your shit all on his wall like a flatty (Hrrt)
Gold Rollie, it look like a Grammy (Woo)
I can front a brick like a Krabby Patty (Like a Krabby Patty)

She came in thick as hell, shit, I might as well (Shit, I might as well)
Can't take another L, we out in ATL (The A)
She came up on some hills, this shit like Jack and Jill
This topside came at twelve, this shit'll smack a whale
Rip the seal, drop a four, you wanna grab a twelve? (You wanna grab a twelve?)
Zaz' got a nigga sweating, bitch, I'm hot as hell
Cash App a baddie fifteen hundred for her hair and nails
I just flew a French bitch to here, yeah, she came from Paris
I'll choke a nigga in the club like he Steve Francis
I can't miss a pair, I'm Amiri bandit (I'm Amiri bandit)
She squirted on the ceiling, she said she embarrassed (Aww)
You gon' fuck me for the free? You don't want a Patek? (You don't want a Patek?)
I make sure she stay in Fenty 'cause this bitch a savage
I be wrestling with the work like I'm Randy Savage (Like I'm Randy Savage)
Pull up in the drop coupe same color cabbage
Ten milli' with the extras for you silly rabbits (Blaow)
Grab her pussy like I'm Trump, now she say I'm mannish (Say I'm mannish)
Go upstars with the fin just to watch 'em perish (Gone)
Brand new Banshee in the room, baby, go and grab it (Go and grab it)
Put a drop trigger in it, now I'm shooting careless (Brrt)
When she twerk, she do it nasty 'cause I like it ratchet (Ayy, ayy)
You can see it from the front, this bitch got a wagon (Got a wagon)
Left a puddle in the bed, should've brought a napkin
Riding with these dirty shirts, should've brought a hamper
You can catch me in the sticks like a happy camper (Like a happy camper)
My son tripping, pulled his toy gun out his Pamper (Damn)
I can't even trip on him, he got it from his daddy (Yeah)
I'ma get up in that pussy like I never had it (Mwah)
Niggas dying over hoes 'cause they never had 'em ('Cause they never had 'em)
My little Draco got the wood like a kitchen cabinet (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
When it come to the rain, baby, can you stand it? (Can you stand it?)
Gotta lift her shit up 'fore you try to handle it (Yeah)
Put it deep in her back, got her speaking Spanish (Español)
She at Low Key vibing with the propaganda (Vibing with the propaganda)
I can't hit you with a brick, you ain't never sold a gram (You ain't never sold a gram)
Y'all niggas broke, y'all ain't got two hundred bands (You ain't got two hundred)
Counting up these blues, I'ma need a hand (Help me)
If you need some— meet me in the ten (Woo)

Brick came fishscale, shit, I might as well (Yep)
Only time'll tell, my bitch fine as hell (Woo)
Bullets firing, lil' nigga, better hide in your shell (Brrt)
I can send that bag from far, do you got a Zelle? (Do you got a Zelle?)
Cash App a baddie fifteen hundred for her hair and nails
I just flew a French bitch to here, yeah, she came from Paris
I'll choke a nigga in the club like he Steve Francis
I can't miss a pair, I'm Amiri bandit (I'm Amiri bandit)

She squirted on the ceiling, she said she embarrassed
You gon' fuck me for the free? You don't want a Patek?

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