Remy Tha King - Mutumbo Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Watch us speed in the whip and we going too fast
And I hope we don't crash
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Watch us pull off the lot and we going too fast
And I hope we don't crash
They think that we mad
We pushing the max
We after the cash
We getting them bags
Yeah
Damn this weed kicking my ass
Shut the f*ck up little nigga don't know to relax
I can't f*ck with everybody they getting off track
No
I can't chill with them
I said no
I don't need no friends
I said no
I can't lend no hand
No no no
Get Mutumbo bandz
No no no
No no no
No no no
I ain't got shit to lend
Better get off your ass
And go make you some muf*ckin bandz
Had to get out my ass and go get it
I didn't have friends
Now I slide with the baddest bitch passenger
Licking her lips
Woo
Woo
Damn I'm the hardest
Don't even get carded
I'd rather have custom
I left Neiman Marcus
The way that I'm flexing
It made me a target yeah
Woo Woo
Don't play my trump so no need to get pardoned
Mortal Kombat finish I never do start it
I'm Commander-in-Chief you not even a sergeant
I just had me an interview now I'm recording
Enjoying the views city to city I'm touring
I just revved up the motor I'm speeding I floor it
F*ck my bitch now in the kitchen cook more than porridge
Not even rich
But look and I move like I'm rich
They coming my way
I knock it out the park like a pitch
Been getting my money off music I'm finding my niche
Had my watch out for Rico's
Because I be Money Mitch yeah
Watch us pull off the lot and we going too fast
And I hope we don't crash
They think that we mad
We pushing the max
We after the cash
We getting them bags
Yeah
Damn this weed kicking my ass
Shut the f*ck up little nigga don't know to relax
I can't f*ck with everybody they getting off track
No
I can't chill with them
I said no
I don't need no friends
I said no
I can't lend no hand
No no no
Get Mutumbo bandz
No no no
No no no
No no no
I ain't got shit to lend
Better get off your ass
And go make you some muf*ckin bandz
Had to get out my ass and go get it
I didn't have friends
Now I slide with the baddest bitch passenger
Licking her lips
Woo Woo
Jumped off a plane and got right to a bag
Just after making a bag
Can't even lie
Sometimes it's hard to react yeah
Woo Woo
Burner on me it's making me sag
Told my shawty put it right in her bag
Pussy ass nigga he making me mad
I know I be tripping I need to relax
That money for lawyers it's sit in the stash
Wait now hold up
I know that I'm getting off track
I know that I need to stay on the bag
I be watching their movements
I'm sharp as a tack
I can never let nothing come f*ck up the bag
Riding around with my queen and I know that she bad
I know that both of my baby mama's mad
Hold up I roll up and take me a drag
I know it's nothing to get to the max
They talking weird I just give them the shaft
Suck my
I'll pass
That money calling I'm doing the dash
Money different ways more than just rap
Don't call my phone if it ain't about cash
Don't call my phone if it ain't about cash
Don't call my phone if it ain't about cash
No