Rooftop J & Yung Offender - Mando

Yeah we been faded for so long
We started writing this shit
And we still writing this shit
It's been a second since I started writing again
Yeah life on the line
Yeah I can't pretend
Yeah I'm in demand
Why everybody so stuck at they house
Why everybody trynna make a buck like it counts
Why everybody always gotta find they everything
Imma bring everything to the table, maple
Young boy sittin' in the game, fuck a label
And yeah the kid born stable
Gotta give 'em what they need
I shall proceed, yes indeed, never bleed
I could never really die
You can go ahead and try but it just won't work
Yeah imma swerve t'ill my pockets swole
Don't be an asshole
And this the last show
Imma get that grass tho
Swervin' through the city got a hunnid on the dash bro
And I ain't mad tho
I let the past go
I'm heavy blast yo
You can call me Mando
As in Dolorian
Hit you with a poison gun
Wake up when the summer come
I need a baddie for Christmas
I ain't asking much you can put it on my wish list, misfits
I need something different
I need something better
They always take my sweater but the weather never hesitates
We pray for better days
We learn in many ways
We go through heavens gates
Yeah I'm a featherweight but Heather gone retaliate
Hush for a minute
There ain't no limit
Like you can win it
I'm a Honda fucking Civic
Big time overdue
I gave my soul to you
What y'all gonna do
Might strike back I'm done with you
Yeah done with you
Yeah done with you

Written by:
Jari Marain

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