Striizy Bonkerz - Mission Impossible (feat. Łobo & O2KEEM)

Niggas moving wock? I ain't really with it
All these niggas cap, never with a fitted
Bitches on me hot, talking in the winter
If you're talking wild, I'mma fuck ya sister
R.I.P the Woo, took you in a minute
Tribute to the boy, I been on a mission
I'm a grown man, I don't need permission
I've been really quiet, I don't need attention
I get the mac, hit the splatter
My diet is different, put rappers on platters
I throw out the crumbled up shit, I mean wrappers
This fake nigga's trapping, he's moving with actors
Like woah, I've been smoking niggas, call it Cali Gold
Anybody worried 'bout the Godd is old
Gen Z on my back, had to get it off
Nigga's talking stupid we're gon' hit em with a pick and roll
I've been on a grind for a long time
Nigga totes a 9, Automatic to his spine
Trying to get a clean shot then he hit me from behind
We're gon' turn around and put the fucking semi to his mind
I'm spinning, looking for them niggas sinning
Im winning, we be shooting like we Pippen
Niggas moving wock? I ain't really with it
All these niggas cap, never with a fitted
Bitches on me hot, talking in the winter
If you're talking wild, I'mma fuck your sister
R.I.P the Woo, took you in a minute
Tribute to the boy, I been on a mission
I'm a grown man, I don't need permission
I've been really quiet, I don't need attention
I'm on a mission
Y'all niggas really don't get it
I'm really with it
Y'all niggas really built different
Real rap
Y'all niggas really don't spit it
Big cap
Niggas get shot in his fitted
I'm going way way back
Y'all paranoid
Paparazzis with the polaroid
Talking bout me through an android
Yeah you'll get ignored, 'til I reassure
That I get the racks
After that flip a pack
Get it back then count a stack
Run it back
Pass it to the quarterback, run it back up yeah
Bro's saying "Keemy, you're bad news"
Pull up on him like he's fast food
I don't know them boys, who is them dudes?
Yeah
Damn
I don't know them boys, who is them dudes?
If you're a clown, I'mma lift you
Talking that shit, you get fast food
Damn
You'll get fast for you chain
Mask for your brain
Talking shit, blast in the game
Talking shit, nigga walk it out
Nigga, "Talk it out"
What you talking 'bout?
Catch a nigga in the trap room
I'mma shoot a nigga in the bathroom
Talking that, get him clapped soon
Talking that, get him clapped soon
Niggas moving wock? I ain't really with it
All these niggas cap, never with a fitted
Bitches on me hot, talking in the winter
If you're talking wild, I'mma fuck your sister
R.I.P the Woo, took you in a minute
Tribute to the boy, I been on a mission
I'm a grown man, I don't need permission
I've been really quiet, I don't need attention

Written by:
Hakeem Mason, Ideal Mason, Taalib Dibinga

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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