MisMatch¡ (feat. Hollywood Tae)

Oh my god, is that Louis That chopper got a kickback, no party pack I ain't even tryna get with it, all that chit chat, I ain't part of that Niggas just mind your business It go click-clack, that's a heart attack Start some shit, get finished That's a mismatch, why they call it that Nigga might end up missin' With that mac today, no patty cake No handshake when I see him He gon' blast a K or catch a fade Fuck around, then I might delete him I was just screamin', no commissary Caught two bodies, man, free him Niggas swear he don't know about Hollywood pussy nigga wanna' be em These niggas inspired by me, I ain't never gon' say nothin We pull up on a ride four deep nigga, fuck roun shake somethin And my back door unlocked with no key, nigga, won't even take nothin And my niggas won't lie on me, I ain't never gotta fake nothin I ain't never gotta be fake, big ole Fii, big ole Draco Run up the mothafuckin' cake, can't even lie, I need that paso These niggas really be snakes, don't even decide, bitch, let the K blow She wanna be in my face, I ain't even try, bet I might take ya ho And I don't even want him, uh Might get cozy on him, uh He gon' get cozy with her, uh She a lil' pre-Madonna, uh My flow cold in the summer, uh These niggas fade away like they bean I'm tryna ball like a laker , uh I feel like I owe them (Odom) niggas world peace But he know it got kickback, don't it? I was off the gas on they ass I ain't even tryna get back on it, I was slidin' in a bigBody Tell him, boy, we only here for the moment Don't care how you feel about me These niggas switchin', I'm already know it, but I know it That choppa got kickback, no party pack I ain't even tryna get wit it, all that chit-chat I ain't part of that, niggas just mind your business He gon' click-clack, that's a heart attack Start some shit, get finished That's a mismatch, why they call me that? Nigga, might end up missin Nigga, might end up gone I can't believe I caught a lil' boy wit da beam the switch on the chrome Choppin' that boy right up out of his sleep Shoulda imposed How in da hell, they was slimin' ya out of ya heat And then ya had told I was on jaro n, found me a kick Boy, there's a snow on my wrist I just got in with a cold lil' bitch I just hope she don't get over me All of my exes owe to me This like Tic-Tac-Toe to me Gotta be crazy ya postin me You gotta read me the rosary All of these niggas be bitchin' Flippin' these switches and lettin' them K's go You lookin me in my face, this ain no mace It make your face go I brought another chopper in the place I hope that that told you to lay low I call my brother, he come out the back end with the mud in the Faygo I call my brother, he gettin' the racks, seein' you don't care if it's peso we don't leave no trace comin' out that trap, and that's just case closed Don't ever think you safe, keep it in your lap, that's just the way it go Don't ever think shit's sweet, comin' out that nat, where I know This chopper got kickback, no party pack I ain't even tryna get weak, all that chit-chat I ain't part of that, niggas just mind your business He gon' click-clack, that's a heart attack Start some shit, get famous That's a mismatch, boy, they call it that Niggas might end up missin With that mask, there ain't no pedicure Ain't no headshot when I see him He gon' blast a K or catch a fade Fuck around, they might delete him I was just screamin' up Comstance Call two bodies, man, free him Niggas swear he don't know about Hollywood Pussy niggas wanna be him These niggas, these big niggas wanna be me Boy, they can't Just tryna run the Guards and run the game Yeah, a nigga ain't got no option, nigga, be fake Yeah, I skirt around that drop And that chopper got kickback, so get back These niggas ain't with that, so zip that And I can't take no bitch back, she miss that And I ain't with that chit-chat, he get splat