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inky - mystery lyrics
[intro: rude]
brrrrt
got inky with me man top shotta
you know wtf going on man
ya
almane lo on this track
aye_aye_aye_aye_aye_okay !
[chorus: rude]
i’m getting this money i love it
i sh_t on these n_ggas in public
they said that ball but they ball on a budget
you ain’t talking bout money that’s a end of discussion
ak it was made from russia, close casket when them hallows touch ya
i told you these k!llers ain’t playing bout me
close casket that’s a mystery, mystery (okay)
i’m tryna make me a million, i struggle to get it
no time for netflix and chilling
b_tch get the f_ck out ya feelings
i’m sick of these women
they always got an opinion
i’m feeling i might pout a act today
it’s on me if you try to act today
riding round all day i’m just tryna get paid
i can’t let these n_ggas get in my way (get in my way)
[verse 1: inky]
it ain’t no mystery i’m getting this money
i changed up my wardrobe
i never been bummy
my choppa from russia
my plug from the country
they free my big brother my family lucky
i tatted my body these b_tches em love it
ink gang the team b_tch yeah i run it
if i call bug he going come running
f_ck these new rappers these n_ggas is p_ssies
i’m from st. maarten these n_ggas be hatin’
bruh f_ck all this fame just give me the money
y’all n_ggas be lying, y’all n_ggas be cap (cap!)
zay told me get it so i went and got it
i flooded the block gave my momma the profit (for real)
free my n_gga zay he in jail with that rocket
i was saved by the glock 9 (glock 9)
i was young when i started wrapping popeyes
f_ck n_gga want beef aight wassup now
never trust no hoe lying b_tch
push up with the poll 30 clip
stand over the stove..whip my wrist
fishscale out the lot, f_ck 12 i won’t stop (f_ck 12)
f_ck the rap game…ion care if i pop
you don’t want no beef got the pin on your spot
you don’t want no beef got the pin on your spot
[chorus: rude]
i’m getting this money i love it
i sh_t on these n_ggas in public
they said that ball but they ball on a budget
you ain’t talking bout money that’s a end of discussion
ak it was made from russia, close casket when them hallows touch ya
i told you these k!llers ain’t playing bout me
close casket that’s a mystery, mystery (okay)
i’m tryna make me a million, i struggle to get it
no time for netflix and chilling
b_tch get the f_ck out ya feelings
i’m sick of these women
they always got an opinion
i’m feeling i might pout a act today
it’s on me if you try to act today
riding round all day i’m just tryna get paid
i can’t let these n_ggas get in my way (get in my way)
[verse 2: rude]
i hop the bed now let’s get it
my n_gga got book for a murder but case got acquitted
oh no i can’t fall on my pivot
these n_ggas be talking that life, but they really don’t live it
i’m trying to ball like the pistons
i walk in the trap b_tch i’m gordon ramsay with the kitchen
my n_gga got caught with the biscuit
3rd strike so they ship his ass off to prison
i got the gas like the texaco
inky my brother, you try him i let it go
all my n_ggas is eating no papados
if she ain’t f_cking or sucking she gotta go
baby i just want the wealth, f_ck the fame
f_ck n_gga better stay in his lane
guns pop like fresh champagne
you know rude do the got d_mn thang
the shooters, they shoot for the free (for the free)
these n_ggas be hating but just know i peep
try me, you with deceased (you with deceased)
this 40 on me, you ain’t taking from me (you ain’t talking from me)
designer i’m fly as can be (whaaaaaat!)
i told that lil b_tch, it’s more fish in the sea
john wick with the fifth and take you off your feet
these n_ggas ain’t f_cking with me (giving with me)
it’s rude
[chorus: rude]
i’m getting this money i love it
i sh_t on these n_ggas in public
they said that ball but they ball on a budget
you ain’t talking bout money that’s a end of discussion
ak it was made from russia, close casket when them hallows touch ya
i told you these k!llers ain’t playing bout me
close casket that’s a mystery, mystery (okay)
i’m tryna make me a million, i struggle to get it
no time for netflix and chilling
b_tch get the f_ck out ya feelings
i’m sick of these women
they always got an opinion
i’m feeling i might pout a act today
it’s on me if you try to act today
riding round all day i’m just tryna get paid
i can’t let these n_ggas get in my way (get in my way)
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