Drakeo The Ruler - Mr. Mosely Claps Back lyrics
[Drakeo The Ruler - Mr. Mosely Claps Back lyrics]
This when Mister Mosely clap back
Like, I really end careers, like
I'm a different type of individual
(I fucking love you JuJu)
I'm a mini chopper if you didn't know
If somebody gotta die, it's simply you
Now they gotta quote a line from Mystikal
I heard his baby mama got strong knees
Was gon' overnight the bitch
But got cold feet
Can you give Fader a call please?
I'm heavily influenced by codeine
I am not no fuckin' role model
Tell the doctor bring me more bottles
It's nothing like science on a rocket
My son's birthday, I bought him four choppers
If you don't wanna die, keep dancing
Your girlfriend is a backseat bandit
If you don't wanna die, keep dancing
Your girlfriend is a backseat bandit
Let me tell you something that's facts
He's never coming back and that's that
Go and put me on a hashtag
This when Mister Mosely claps back
Let me tell you something that's facts
He's never coming back and that's that
Go and put me on a hashtag
This when Mister Mosely claps back
All this talking from behind
Can we speak on it?
Give a nigga ninety shells when it's 3: 30
When his body hit the ground
Put a sheet on it
Even fly niggas gotta get they feet dirty
Why you wanna run up on
Me? 'Cause I got dough?
I just put a hole up in Johnny Bravo
He's no longer
That's for all that being macho
I fled the scene in a Louis V poncho
This when Shy Glizzy battle Lil Uzi
This when sticks in the car actin' stupid
In this life, nice guys finish last
Yeah, we fly, but you will not get a pass
Let me tell you something that's facts
He's never coming back and that's that
Go and put me on a hashtag
This when Mister Mosely claps back
Let me tell you something that's facts
He's never coming back and that's that
Go and put me on a hashtag
This when Mister Mosely claps back
How you tryna get up on me in a Tahoe?
Three-sixty cameras, lil' nigga
We are not broke
Ten bricks in the car, call me Pablo
Was creeping through the back door
Call me Sancho he was tripping over a bitch
And got shot over it
She say put it on my face, so I shot over it
I just scuffed my Louis Vs
And got the block jumpin'
We just killed all of your friends
But we not over it
We finna spin a couple laps
Just a couple times
Just shit bagged twelve niggas
What you got in mind?
Just shit bagged twelve niggas
What you got in mind?
Three-fifty for some juice
Nigga crossed the line
They done crossed the line with this
Shit, they got shit fucked up, nigga
Nigga, don't sneak diss me, don't
Do none of that, nigga
I really end careers, nigga, like
It's like, yeah, man
Like, just face it, like, just face it, bruh
Like, you can't sit there mopin' around
Sitting on the couch
I know you going through some shit though
But just, just face it, bruh, like
He's never coming back and that's that
You hear me? Yeah, nigga talkin' 'bout some
Motherfuckin' three-fifty a line
Like, shit, nigga, you crossed the line
Strip him i had to strip him
I ain't playin' with no nigga
All you weird-ass niggas out there
Tryna tax for this juice, nigga
We strippin' shit ugh
Like, I really end careers, like
I'm a different type of individual
(I fucking love you JuJu)
I'm a mini chopper if you didn't know
If somebody gotta die, it's simply you
Now they gotta quote a line from Mystikal
I heard his baby mama got strong knees
Was gon' overnight the bitch
But got cold feet
Can you give Fader a call please?
I'm heavily influenced by codeine
I am not no fuckin' role model
Tell the doctor bring me more bottles
It's nothing like science on a rocket
My son's birthday, I bought him four choppers
If you don't wanna die, keep dancing
Your girlfriend is a backseat bandit
If you don't wanna die, keep dancing
Your girlfriend is a backseat bandit
Let me tell you something that's facts
He's never coming back and that's that
Go and put me on a hashtag
This when Mister Mosely claps back
Let me tell you something that's facts
He's never coming back and that's that
Go and put me on a hashtag
This when Mister Mosely claps back
All this talking from behind
Can we speak on it?
Give a nigga ninety shells when it's 3: 30
When his body hit the ground
Put a sheet on it
Even fly niggas gotta get they feet dirty
Why you wanna run up on
Me? 'Cause I got dough?
I just put a hole up in Johnny Bravo
He's no longer
That's for all that being macho
I fled the scene in a Louis V poncho
This when Shy Glizzy battle Lil Uzi
This when sticks in the car actin' stupid
In this life, nice guys finish last
Yeah, we fly, but you will not get a pass
Let me tell you something that's facts
He's never coming back and that's that
Go and put me on a hashtag
This when Mister Mosely claps back
Let me tell you something that's facts
He's never coming back and that's that
Go and put me on a hashtag
This when Mister Mosely claps back
How you tryna get up on me in a Tahoe?
Three-sixty cameras, lil' nigga
We are not broke
Ten bricks in the car, call me Pablo
Was creeping through the back door
Call me Sancho he was tripping over a bitch
And got shot over it
She say put it on my face, so I shot over it
I just scuffed my Louis Vs
And got the block jumpin'
We just killed all of your friends
But we not over it
We finna spin a couple laps
Just a couple times
Just shit bagged twelve niggas
What you got in mind?
Just shit bagged twelve niggas
What you got in mind?
Three-fifty for some juice
Nigga crossed the line
They done crossed the line with this
Shit, they got shit fucked up, nigga
Nigga, don't sneak diss me, don't
Do none of that, nigga
I really end careers, nigga, like
It's like, yeah, man
Like, just face it, like, just face it, bruh
Like, you can't sit there mopin' around
Sitting on the couch
I know you going through some shit though
But just, just face it, bruh, like
He's never coming back and that's that
You hear me? Yeah, nigga talkin' 'bout some
Motherfuckin' three-fifty a line
Like, shit, nigga, you crossed the line
Strip him i had to strip him
I ain't playin' with no nigga
All you weird-ass niggas out there
Tryna tax for this juice, nigga
We strippin' shit ugh