Midas (feat. Malachi!)

Out like a light if you teasing I'll bite She be feeling so right when she getting this pipe Hit it like twice I ain't liking the price I'm just chasing the prize I just booted her nice Bitch I'm the shit take it all and I dip Can't f*ck with that bitch I'd rather get rich I put up a fight and I like my bread white That bitch ain't yo' wife cuz she's still in my sight Hit from the back she say I never lack Ain't no cheese with this mac it hit you with a slap Could be on the roof but I'm still in my room I'll just keep pushing through smoke a blunt hit the stu Pull up with the crew I just wanna see blue And my name is the new need a cage in the zoo Soon I'm on billboard she saying she too bored She sucking like oh lord I'm sparking like a cord When she be fronting I hit from the back Suck on my dick like she tipping her hat Fucking on me like she screwing a cap Fucking with me then she ain't no rat Getting the cheddar I'm setting a trap She told me I'm lost but bitch I got the map Running after me like they doing a lap Get me some bread then I'm taking a nap Smoking on this gas smell like cat piss Smoking sticky icky like a cactus Got your shorty laying on my mattress Dripping on these niggas like a baptist I'm making this shit look easy And I got a drip like Fiji Pull up in that jag we smoking that gas, it's making me blind like I'm Stevie With the bros sipping Kombucha You ain't really eating get your food up Eating up the beat I got my food up With your shawty she told me that she from Cuba Bullets shave your head like you a Buddha All you niggas snakes like medusa Look at my neck my diamonds be dripping they wet, just call me a scuba diver Got a foreign car I'm a driver Your girl on my wave she a rider Burning rubber don't care 'bout my tires Woah Get that bag, get that get that bag Michael Jackson lil nigga I'm bad All you haters I'm making you mad F*ck on yo bitch while she giving me lip in the whip and you know it's a Jag Done playing games with y'all lag My neck be frozen like I'm playing tag Can't f*ck with nobody can't f*ck with no thotty Unless they a bag with a check and a 'Rari All of the fake the plastic and barbies Recycled material just talking 'bout bodies The people that worry about mixing their sprite The people that stand on their money for height They stick out their like they gon' hit a lick They keep talking that talk 'till I'm feeling it kick Out like a light if you teasing I'll bite She be feeling so right when she getting this pipe Hit it like twice I ain't liking the price I'm just chasing the prize I just booted her nice Bitch I'm the shit take it all and I dip Can't f*ck with that bitch I'd rather get rich I put up a fight and I like my bread white That bitch ain't your wife cuz she's still in my sight I'm cocking it back let it snap on a rat Got smoke in the air from the blunt from the mac Pet on my back cuz we dogs in a pack Keep it real I'm a fact catch you when you lack Fangs in our teeth eat the fame I'ma keep Not a father don't preach bell run I'ma teach Midas on my dick can't f*ck just a flick Need a wife not a pipe keep thots out of sight