Mr. White

Killer goin' crazy Ay man this shit for pure comedic purposes (Andre run it up) Nothing I say in this shit should be taken seriously Walk inside the bank, they be like, Mr. White what you doing? (Ceo this a vibe boy) His name Mr. White, but he a black man Come through in all black, I feel like Batman Bitch, I'm him, nigga Bitch, I'm that man Walk outside the bank and I got racks, man, Let's go Walk out fully loaded, nigga, lookin' like he scammed the bank 1942, them casamigos, bitch, I'm off the drank If I need a vid and can't get nick, I'm gon' hit up frank Niggas really shootin', they not using hands, they not like tank Mr. White pull up, he got his favorite color, red, nigga Styling on these niggas, bitch, I feel like fuckin' Ed, nigga No, it's not Red Lobster, but I just came for the bread, nigga Lil, bitch, it's my birthday, I'm a motherfuckin' bread winner I'm tryna bask up in my glory Bitch, I'm an activist like Kore Half these niggas, they don't like me, tryna find me like I'm Dory They keep on watchin' all my stories But swear that they don't like that though That ain't my baby hoe, where Maury? Man, this why I don't like you hoes I don't care for hoes, I care for comma's These hoes just drama, boy If I found love, it'll be just like Osama He gotta stunna boy These women, they gon' leave just cause they wanna They want to and they gonna I treat my women right cause of my momma We eat at Benihana Mr. White, huh?, yeah, what you doin' (Chillin nigga) Who you chasin' (Ion know) Yeah, who you pursuin' (Ion know) Money clothes, huh yeah, cars and hoes (Fuck these hoes) Are you chasin' goals? Or tryna fuck these hoes His name Mr. White, but he a black man Come through in all black, I feel like Batman Bitch, I'm him, nigga, bitch, I'm that man Walk outside the bank, I got them racks man Walk out fully loaded, nigga, lookin' like he scammed the bank 1942, I'm off the migos, bitch, I'm off the drank If I need a vid, and can't get nick, I'm gon' hit up frank Niggas really shootin' ain't usin' hands, they not like tank Bitch, I got gold standards, I'm just like Shelton, bitch Tryna whip that SRT just like I'm Kelton, bitch He like my cousin, nigga (Like Jalen) He pull up melting shit And for that hoe that say she exposed me, bitch that's not my dick You stupid, lyin' bitch, hoe hop off my dick You probably mad I fucked with shh, and she was likin' this That's why your friend bad, huh, and not you, lil' hoe (You ugly) And that's why shh did you bad, you stupid, dirty hoe Hey, Mr. White, what the fuck you doin' Nigga? Man, I'm dissin' shit Man, you not supposed to diss on these hoes, man Man, nigga, fuck that bitch Nah, bro, like, you really trippin', it's your birthday Nah, man, fuck that shit At least tell me why you dissin' them, man I just don't like the bitch Mr. White, man, you trippin', man Man, you, you, you speakin' on old junk Man you ain't even supposed to care about that no more, you know what I'm sayin' But she still lyin' on me, though, I don't even like that, I don't even play like that But that's what these hoes do, these hoes lie, you know that though Man, I don't even, don't even care about that, bitch, man, fuck that hoe Man, yeah, you can say fuck her, but I don't need you dropping no disses, though Man, I just don't like that bitch, man I really just wanna diss that hoe Nah, man, fuck that shit, it's your birthday, bro Stop trippin', bro