Im on a mission lil bro im standing on business
I got on black timbs they turn red when I put foot to his fitted
They talkin crazy on the net till we pull up wit extensions
But this aint google chrome we pullin up wit fully extended
Like why yall mad bro?
Yall mad cause yall hoes on my tip man why yall sad ho?
They tried to run up on my shit but they did bad ho
They was my mans but they couldn't stick to the man code
I still dont understand what yall be getting mad for
These niggas think they slick bu I be on they ass
The niggas duckin but turns out im in they motherf*ckin class
Lil bro you buggin yeah im thuggin I might hit you from a far
My homie reckless driving reckless might just hit you with his car
I put these timbs on stomp you in the face you get to seeing stars
That dummy seen me with his ex and then he got to tweakin out
These niggas talking on me crazy might just pullup to his house
Ah shit f*ck let me chill out
Im getting hot shit
Lil bro chill out
Im talkin ah shit f*ck
Lil bro calm down I cant calm down Im tweakin out I might just go blow up his house
Im on a mission lil bro im standing on business
I got on black timbs they turn red when I put foot to his fitted
They talkin crazy on the net till we pull up wit extensions
But this aint google chrome we pullin up wit fully extended
We shootin shots on and off the court like my name jah
You see that alll black cat wit tinted windows? Thats my car
You might just call us dreamworks cause we the reason they see stars
But this aint disney channel yeah we blowing up we seeing sparks
I got dolce on me whenever wit Dolce I feel safe
I spray the Dolce on the neck thats the hit point thats where she spray
And I put Dolce in the closet yeah thats where she spray
But I take Dolce out the closet man I think she might be gay
Im on a mission lil bro im standing on business
I got on black timbs they turn red when I put foot to his fitted
They talkin crazy on the net till we pull up wit extensions
But this aint google chrome we pullin up wit fully extended
BRAYLON - MISSION Lyrics
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Im on a mission lil bro im standing on business
I got on black timbs they turn red when I put foot to his fitted
They talkin crazy on the net till we pull up wit extensions
But this aint google chrome we pullin up wit fully extended
Like why yall mad bro?
Yall mad cause yall hoes on my tip man why yall sad ho?
They tried to run up on my shit but they did bad ho
They was my mans but they couldn't stick to the man code
I still dont understand what yall be getting mad for
These niggas think they slick bu I be on they ass
The niggas duckin but turns out im in they motherf*ckin class
Lil bro you buggin yeah im thuggin I might hit you from a far
My homie reckless driving reckless might just hit you with his car
I put these timbs on stomp you in the face you get to seeing stars
That dummy seen me with his ex and then he got to tweakin out
These niggas talking on me crazy might just pullup to his house
Ah shit f*ck let me chill out
Im getting hot shit
Lil bro chill out
Im talkin ah shit f*ck
Lil bro calm down I cant calm down Im tweakin out I might just go blow up his house
Im on a mission lil bro im standing on business
I got on black timbs they turn red when I put foot to his fitted
They talkin crazy on the net till we pull up wit extensions
But this aint google chrome we pullin up wit fully extended
We shootin shots on and off the court like my name jah
You see that alll black cat wit tinted windows? Thats my car
You might just call us dreamworks cause we the reason they see stars
But this aint disney channel yeah we blowing up we seeing sparks
I got dolce on me whenever wit Dolce I feel safe
I spray the Dolce on the neck thats the hit point thats where she spray
And I put Dolce in the closet yeah thats where she spray
But I take Dolce out the closet man I think she might be gay
Im on a mission lil bro im standing on business
I got on black timbs they turn red when I put foot to his fitted
They talkin crazy on the net till we pull up wit extensions
But this aint google chrome we pullin up wit fully extended
I got on black timbs they turn red when I put foot to his fitted
They talkin crazy on the net till we pull up wit extensions
But this aint google chrome we pullin up wit fully extended
Like why yall mad bro?
Yall mad cause yall hoes on my tip man why yall sad ho?
They tried to run up on my shit but they did bad ho
They was my mans but they couldn't stick to the man code
I still dont understand what yall be getting mad for
These niggas think they slick bu I be on they ass
The niggas duckin but turns out im in they motherf*ckin class
Lil bro you buggin yeah im thuggin I might hit you from a far
My homie reckless driving reckless might just hit you with his car
I put these timbs on stomp you in the face you get to seeing stars
That dummy seen me with his ex and then he got to tweakin out
These niggas talking on me crazy might just pullup to his house
Ah shit f*ck let me chill out
Im getting hot shit
Lil bro chill out
Im talkin ah shit f*ck
Lil bro calm down I cant calm down Im tweakin out I might just go blow up his house
Im on a mission lil bro im standing on business
I got on black timbs they turn red when I put foot to his fitted
They talkin crazy on the net till we pull up wit extensions
But this aint google chrome we pullin up wit fully extended
We shootin shots on and off the court like my name jah
You see that alll black cat wit tinted windows? Thats my car
You might just call us dreamworks cause we the reason they see stars
But this aint disney channel yeah we blowing up we seeing sparks
I got dolce on me whenever wit Dolce I feel safe
I spray the Dolce on the neck thats the hit point thats where she spray
And I put Dolce in the closet yeah thats where she spray
But I take Dolce out the closet man I think she might be gay
Im on a mission lil bro im standing on business
I got on black timbs they turn red when I put foot to his fitted
They talkin crazy on the net till we pull up wit extensions
But this aint google chrome we pullin up wit fully extended
Writer: Braylon James
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