Young Mugz - Intro (Part 2) lyrics

[Verse: Mugz] No mask it's to hot for that Gun in his face, Free take his pack Click clack bang ain't no coming back Yeah he took a trip but he ain't coming back Choppa f** up your six pack, You don't run sh** accept Laps I see the opps they start running track, gun go brrrrr sound like smack I got a Motorola just for the fiends That sh** bling on the 15th Then I'm cashing out on the sixteenth Tryna flip a half to a whole thing Since he wanna act let's shoot him like scene I f** up commas, dirty money, but my dick clean This b**h Tryna Billie Jean, saying that kid got my genes I f**ed you and nutted in your mouth so I know what you really mean But I could see where you cumming from Daycare mouth my kids on her tongue Do I have to come to your party And do yo a** like I'm Jeff hardy Or maybe stone cold stunner your body And then I go rude boi ox with the shotty I see your b**h looking Like she Tryna get her soul tookin Run up in your trap while you cookin Now the cops ask why you shooken I got k**as out in Brooklyn That'll kidnap your woman Tell me where the funds where the drugz at Where your gun where the thugs at I heard nighas asking where Mugz at I fell off and bounced right back Like a brick off the backboard Since Pac I been a outlaw k** yo a** cut you up into pieces like a Jigsaw You'll never find like Lou Rawls Phil Jack I make the calls In your b**h mouth like some halls Member 10th grade skipping in them halls Had your b**h licking balls f** cla** I f**ed her in the stall School going on and all [Hook] Yo girl falling, she need a lift me up She keep calling, for that Coke she need a pick me up I told her we gon strictly f** If she ugly then she strictly s**