Sencillo / Pista

Mister (Remix)

Black Fortune & Doe Boy•Audio Oficial (YouTube API)

Letras

Yeah, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Who is these niggas? We don't know them

I'm from the OSSH Block, old ends or no ends

I ain't got no fronts, lean in my colon

I'm selling water 'round my way and made the floor damp

Your homie dissed and got smoked, my condolence

I grab my pole by the waist and then I slow dance

I meet the plug by the dock and got the load then

I focused then I let it roll like I'm bowlin'

I'm Mister where you at right now

I'm Mister send it out of town

I'm Mister hop out and walk down

I'm Mister serve it if it's brown

I'm Mister lay that party down

I'm Mister crack him in his crown

I'm Mister carry that Drac' around

I'm Mister sip that drink and drown

I'm Mister make the party scram

I'm Mister bag 'em full gram

I'm Mister do that shit in real life and never on the 'Gram

I'm Mister put him in the ground

I'm Mister love that choppa sound

I'm Mister put potato on the barrel so it don't make a sound

Let's roll, or fuck it, never make a sound

He pillow talk too much, call me Mister replace a crown

Sell him to his dough watch how quick he erase a pound

Won't run after no hoe, won't even jog, you chase her down

Wizzy keep his blicky, that's like e'ry day (like e'ry day)

Gang pull up with switches, come through e'ry way (e'ry way)

E'ry day (e'ry day)

Momma cashin' like Monet she came from sellin' caine

Mary J Blige, but I rob hoe

Countin' blues, fuck 'em 'round woo like I'm Pop Smoke

Take his main bitch, make her my side hoe (you mines hoe)

I blow that shit, like where you at right now, hoe?