Man What? Lyrics – MST Marko
Singer: MST Marko
Title: Man What?
You talking down on mst? boy don’t get yo #ss popped
n#gg#s ain’t even f#ckin’ with us, how the f#ck these n#gg#s opps?
Cuz when my mans coming through, n#gg# everybody shot
When i walk up in yo place, n#gg#, everybody opps
You putting n#gg#s in they place? boy yo #ss got a prop
When i’m walking with that stick i’m making everybody drop
Do not compare sh#t, n#gg#, i ain’t got no comp
And these n#gg#s make me sick, n#gg#, i ain’t got no opps
n#gg#, what the f#ck you mean? this ar cook you up, now you a pork and bean
Why the f#ck these n#gg#s tryna argue, that ain’t even me
Why the f#ck these n#gg#s being fags, that is not in me
I put you on a verse, and you said some trash sh#t, that ain’t mst
I’ma call up l8ithxn, he gone pull up with that lemon squeeze
I’m not finna get up in no books, cuz i don’t like to read
You stepped on my shoes, and now you gone, cuz i like em clean
n#gg#, let me stop b#llsh#ttin’, this ain’t wild n’ out, but why the f#ck i’m bullspittin’ (why the f#ck you got a stutter, n#gg#, say yo full sentence)
I ah send yo #ss away, like you got a full sentence, n#gg#
You n#gg#s softer than a mattress, y’all not f#ckin’ with me
Marko got 3 clips, that’s like 150, b#tch i got bands, like in the band, i got the trumpet with me
Stick hanging out the glock it’s twenty four, not sixty
Compact, it ain’t gone jam, why the f#ck you n#gg#s capping? y’all ain’t made it out the jam
Like i’m jordan and lebron i’m with your b#tch, i’m tryna slam
Me and marko got hot bars like them b#tches came from hell, packs in the mail
n#gg#, you might get it, time will tell, off the drank, on the stairs i f#cked around and almost fell
And my weed loud as f#ck, it make you move like a snail, and it a get you freaky-deaky, got her screaming “god damn” yeahhh, dumbass
How the f#ck did you get back and you ain’t slid yet, b#tch i’m number one i’m tryna pull up in a private jet
Like i’m marko ripper f#cked him up, he took a step
Stop asking for a feature, i just want a check, me and marko smoking opps to the f#ckin’ neck
b#tch i’m into scamming, i only pay attention to them texts
n#gg# talkin’ down on mst, might get your dumb #ss left
If i’m slidin’ with my n#gg#s, ain’t nobody getting left
Don’t be tryna press sh#t, cuz you ah get your #ss checked
My n#gg#s riding round with them sticks, and they ain’t aiming for no necks
When i’m done off this beat, b#tch i’m aiming for the next
n#gg#s out here dicksucking like some b#tches getting neck
Boy you broke, you better get up off yo #ss and get a check
Like we going to the doctors, i ah get yo #ss checked
Like we in the weight room, i ah get yo #ss pressed
I ain’t never been a b#tch or a hoe, that’s some sh#t that i ah never confess
I ain’t never been a rat, n#gg#, you can even give me a test
These n#gg#s out here being rats, like you can go with the rest, n#gg#
It’s mst the boys, like some lil #ss kids who like to play with toys
n#gg#, grow the f#ck up, cuz you a f#ckin’ boy, i can’t argue with no n#gg#, or no f#ckin 〈cut〉
Alright
Why the f#ck yo #ss on the couch dissin’? get yo #ss up, hollow tips in the clip, tryna eat yo #ss up
Why the f#ck you screaming opps, like we won’t get yo #ss touched?
Like we in the grocery store, i ah get you bagged up, dumbass
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