Mighost - number (n)ine

NAH NAH NAH NAH
Cause fuck whatever they fucking talking bout
THIS B4T
Designer smoke
Designer leaf
So don't say you can handle me bruh
Cause I swear to fucking God if
This what it came down to
You not finna fucking handle me
Yea I seen it
Heartbroken sleeping in the projects
This is Mighost no Takeoff no Offset
Days where I was upset
Wondering yea what's next?
Number Nine my noggin put that lil shit to rest
I just put yea on the Raf
Vetements yea up on the tag
I paid $500 just for that
And my soda ain't on flat
Bought a pint cause I was sad
If you hating I'm finna laugh
We got lines like this a graph
Boy you teen like this Degrassi
What I is you isn't half
Soda bubbles, Chema-clash
Just ranked up yea lil hoe bitch i need a badge
So swagged up could teach a class
I slept out the duffle bag
Now I wake up yea lil hoe and I smell like cash
She gave neck like a giraffe
She said I can come and splash
Grab her tits and grab her ass
Like Hulk yea yea I'm finna smash
She so wet I'm finna spazz
Make me wanna go and spazz
This one night I'm gon make it last
She the kit yea to my kat
She got tats all on her back
So inked up like this Ink Master
She like me yea and she pulled up in all black
Made her cum gave her a stack
I gave her a band for laugh
Power yea up in my hands I'm really gon make it last
Let's go shopping let's go buy some clothes
I know she want some more
Yea she wanting more
Wetter than a water hose
Designer bae yea bitch head to toe
Pulling on her braids and I'm finna grab her throat
Yea she scream my name and that's fasho
Fuck the gossip and yea just no remorse
I don't care about what they say about me anymore
Steal my sauce, how you like to taste my flow?
But I'm gonna float I am The Original (I don't fuck wit clones)
Copying the way I promo
Don't think that I don't see
It's just yea B4T
Yea shoutout to my boy Dee and my boy yea Redrum
Shoutout to BBG (Bigbabygucci)
And to people listening yea and who believe
Yea know that we on a streak
Fuck the numbers Fuck the streams
Got secrets I needa release
Spitting pain can you keep up with me?
Yea can you keep up with me?
I don't think so
I don't think so
I don't think so
Better not blink hoe
Just might lose yo
Fucking top gone
All done

Written by:
Miguel Barreda

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