Mook II Songtext
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Featuring Hemdi
Prod by BBP
(Verse)
Bas smoking that good
No regi, no tears
My nigga's the G-est
Don't shit come between us
No money, no hoes
Don't shit come between us
Prod by BBP
(Verse)
Bas smoking that good
No regi, no tears
My nigga's the G-est
Don't shit come between us
No money, no hoes
Don't shit come between us
How we play dirty and step out the cleanness?
G shit, bitch! Learn the meaning!
From here to Medina, I back all the model chicks
Call them Medina cause they are some goddesses.
My politics gone, got no policies,
Just living life every day, no apologies!
Apologies ready to lay,
I was up on the stars holding up on astrology
Economy's in disarray but a couple mixtapes gon put me in ecology
Ecology, ecology - that's green, nigga!
Global warming, that's mean, nigga!
Heating up, they ain't keeping up
Had to taste, I ain't eat enough
Hoes fat like, they let the whole day pass without eatin none
If the 4-4 run then he's the one
If them hoes open, I leave with them!
(Pre-Hook)
You're in a hot air balloon
You could be around the moon You eat a pound of the shrooms
You'll never be higher than I am!
You could mook all the kief
You could blow all the sniff
You go as high as you reach
You'll never be higher than I am!
(Hook)
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
(Hit the mook)
(Verse)
Should I tell my story,
Or should I show my scars?
This is Hemdi and Bas, this is avant-garde!
Niggas swear they're smart,
Til they ass get snatched through the fog
I got a couple bitches think they're slick
But far from espionage,
Me and three bitches, huh
That's just a collage!
I'm an artist of a rare kind, you're just a façade!
The quiet son, metamorphoses, I have just evolved
My horizon brighten, I box through life like cops was involved
Mohamed Ali, he's the Iron Mightness
If I lay something down, it's war time, nigga!
No women, no kids, that killer's righteous!
Got blood on my glasses, gimmie a second to wipe it!
Let's proceed when it touch white folks
I guess that's when it becomes a crisis!
But I'm still in the ghetto
Where we chase money and hoes, OG said, 'thank you!'
Young fellow, I guess nobody had the courage to write this
And we drive foreign cars, but the evil drives us
And we ride on each other so easy
Cause the team is right us!
(Pre-Hook)
You're in a hot air balloon
You could be around the moon
You eat a pound of the shrooms
You'll never be higher than I am!
You could mook all the kief
You could blow all the sniff
You go as high as you reach
You'll never be higher than I am!
(Hook)
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
(Hit the mook)
G shit, bitch! Learn the meaning!
From here to Medina, I back all the model chicks
Call them Medina cause they are some goddesses.
My politics gone, got no policies,
Just living life every day, no apologies!
Apologies ready to lay,
I was up on the stars holding up on astrology
Economy's in disarray but a couple mixtapes gon put me in ecology
Ecology, ecology - that's green, nigga!
Global warming, that's mean, nigga!
Heating up, they ain't keeping up
Had to taste, I ain't eat enough
Hoes fat like, they let the whole day pass without eatin none
If the 4-4 run then he's the one
If them hoes open, I leave with them!
(Pre-Hook)
You're in a hot air balloon
You could be around the moon You eat a pound of the shrooms
You'll never be higher than I am!
You could mook all the kief
You could blow all the sniff
You go as high as you reach
You'll never be higher than I am!
(Hook)
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
(Hit the mook)
(Verse)
Should I tell my story,
Or should I show my scars?
This is Hemdi and Bas, this is avant-garde!
Niggas swear they're smart,
Til they ass get snatched through the fog
I got a couple bitches think they're slick
But far from espionage,
Me and three bitches, huh
That's just a collage!
I'm an artist of a rare kind, you're just a façade!
The quiet son, metamorphoses, I have just evolved
My horizon brighten, I box through life like cops was involved
Mohamed Ali, he's the Iron Mightness
If I lay something down, it's war time, nigga!
No women, no kids, that killer's righteous!
Got blood on my glasses, gimmie a second to wipe it!
Let's proceed when it touch white folks
I guess that's when it becomes a crisis!
But I'm still in the ghetto
Where we chase money and hoes, OG said, 'thank you!'
Young fellow, I guess nobody had the courage to write this
And we drive foreign cars, but the evil drives us
And we ride on each other so easy
Cause the team is right us!
(Pre-Hook)
You're in a hot air balloon
You could be around the moon
You eat a pound of the shrooms
You'll never be higher than I am!
You could mook all the kief
You could blow all the sniff
You go as high as you reach
You'll never be higher than I am!
(Hook)
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
You'll never be higher than I am!
(Hit the mook)
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