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poeticle - mamba كلمات الأغنية

[hook x2 _ poeticle]
f_ck around and doubt my sk!ll, i got that mamba mental
everything we doing here is f_ckin’ monumental
big cars, big house, everything is lit now
never finna stop i’m on the top i’ll knock this b_tch down

[verse 1 _ poeticle]
ya’ll p_ssies that for real cuz all you f_ckers do is sh_t talk
putting down my craft, finna attack like a pitbull
f_ck you think ya doing here f_ckin’ with the big dogs
always talkin’ sh_t, man peoticle is p_ssed off
they been in my head to much i feel like i’m a mental patient
when we drop a record all the records dawg we finna break it
finna break ya neck on second thought ya lost we jus invading
evading all the cause of lames and taking all the stock amazing
man i’m f_ckin’ bonkers crazy
haters got my rage back in me spitting harmful daily
bars i got an armful, aiming, yes i’m f_ckin’ armed fool, waiting
with my f_ckin’ _rs_nal baiting
debating on a bar stool should i f_ckin’ pop you sayin’
it’s impossible for us to pop a fool who hit my dms up
just talkin’ sum like he sum large or sum
like he got a song or sum
like he suffered through the years just to get up onto sum
they go tear us down but it’s alright i’m f_ckin’ charged from this

[verse 2 _ yung prod]
this’ll be the verse that’ll prove i’m the next prodigy
i’mma be a star up in the skies, astrology
every verse and word will be a heard, commodity
gettin’ cream and living dreams, that’s the ideology
get rich or die tryin’ nah i’m tryna get richer
me and wack rappers, cut me out the d_mn picture
i don’t need to do the drugs i don’t need to drink the liquor
just to say that i am not an ordinary n_gga
run it up, all you n_ggas runner ups
see you talkin’ sh_t pull out the clip and then you run from us
sweet as b_tter cups, we gon cuddle up a hundred bucks
better toughen up, b_tch we steady coming up, we not runner ups

[verse 3 _ king$aiah]
yeah, i just won a f_ckin’ trophy, call me motherf_ckin’ kobe
i be putting sh_t on hard drive, no flash adobe
shawty tryna get close, i don’t really like it closely
she be screamin’ so loud, think her neighbors f_ckin’ know me
finna dunk on you n_ggas up and down the court
n_ggas sh_t talkin’ while they running like a sport
i’m getting h_lla b_tches, got they panties at the door
i’m finna flip and slip n’ slide just like a n_gga mopped the floor
oh sh_t i think i got that mamba mental
get into your zone n_gga show em’ what you bout
you ain’t finna get sh_t sittin’ on the couch
go and get up off your ass and show them n_ggas what you bout

[verse 4 _ poeticle]
yo
imma hit the hall of fame
always bout my d.o.l.l.a.s dame
slide in ya b_tches dms like i’m motherf_ckin sada baby
all the p_ssies thought we playing
frosty all i got is chains
reaching levels all the haters never thought they’re saw me reach
more successful as a dropout
i don’t gotta f_ckin’ cop out
i’mma show em’ what i’m bout
got this sh_t on f_ckin’ lock down
riding with the top down
i’m less violent when you pipe down
but i’m hyped when all the dyk_s and clowns go doubt its like i got that motherf_ckin’ mamba mental

- poeticle

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