wizards of waverly place freestyle - midwxst lyrics
[intro: selena gomez]
well, you know everything’s gonna be a breeze
that the end will no doubt justify the means
you can fix any problem with the slightest of ease
yes, please
but you might find out it’ll go to your head
when you write a report on a book you never read
with a snap of your fingers, you can make your bed
that’s what i said
[chorus: midwxst]
got a stick in my hand, b*tch, i feel like selena
i feel like i’m autumn, pull up with my nina
might trade in the whip and go cop me a beamer
like a alien, b*tch, take me to your d*mn leader
call mе goku while yo’ ass is f*cking vegeta
i got black and brown on mе, i look like a cheetah
making hits like it’s nothing, they say i’m a cheater
that b*tch in my phone, know i had to delete her
[verse 1: midwxst]
this sh*t is not a game, this sh*t not roblox
mask on my face like i belong in co*op
you wanted smoke but i know you won’t show up
getting on stage and i tear the whole flow up
say you sublime but i know you gon’ throw up
what you worried for, boy, like your name ericdoa
i be with my gang like a cartel sinaloa
hit a n*gga like skull, hit him, crack a toe*a
b*tch i’m a star and i’m not talking fox
twisting my hair, i might turn ’em to locks
recording this song, i might turn up the vox
you can’t get in the party, can’t get in the spot
like a tower, my friends have been telling me “drop”
like a janitor we gon’ pull up with the mops (ay)
my name is not hunna but i’m finna pop (yeah, ay)
like a game of call of duty, stay with my squad (ay ay ay)
[verse 2: lil altoid]
n*ggas say they don’t like me then ask for a follow back
n*ggas, d*ck riding and proud of that, i’m not allowing that
might buy your b*tch and lil’ prada bag
smoking on heater, nevada pack, it’s a pajama pack
might put your ass in a slump
but green in my pockets resemble cucumber
your b*tch tryna post me on vsco and tumblr
[?] with the bag, you really a fumbler
you yo’ daddy’s son, you n*ggas is b*tch made
apply the pressure, aerosol, the clip spray
i was selling takis back in the sixth grade
now i’m moving molly, n*ggas still get blazed
i hate the n*ggas that talk a lot, bark a lot
ain’t got no bike, lay ’em out in the parking lot
i ain’t suge but my nights can get dark a lot
leave a n*gga leaking over a parking spot
neck is so icy that i got a cold, wipe my nose with my pistol, i’m frieza, huh
n*ggas be hating the bread i be making, you mad n*gga? what is the reason? huh
my n*gga, what the f*ck is you telling me? ’bout to catch me a felony, i can [?] like a bellamy like okay, okay
you are my enemy, n*gga, you are no kidding me, spanish shawty, you feeling me like olay, olay
[verse 3: yvngxchris]
okay, okay, bro where the f*ck your mac at?
got the choppa on me, hit him, ratta*tat*tat
n*ggas say i’m a b*tch, n*gga, where your dad at? (nah, seriously like where the f*ck is your dad?)
you broke as f*ck n*gga, go get a bag
[?]
got a [?] plug and that boy call me lad
and he working with 12 but that boy look like vlad
and i’m feeling like summrs, he going out sad
b*tch, i’m looking like a wizard, n*gga, this a different episode
b*tch, i’m in the telly, ’bout to f*ck up on another ho
b*tch, i got a glock, uh (d*mn, let me get another go)
b*tch, i got a glock and finna aim it at your f*cking bro
calling up my shooter, finna wipe another n*gga nose
lean with the sprite, n*ggas ask what i’m sipping on
chris on top, tell me something that i didn’t know
i just scored on the opps, swear to god, it’s like 6*0
[verse 4: midwxst]
i been adding up money, know i never subtract
i know motherf*ckers mad ’cause i’m speaking the facts
only typing over discord tryna act hard
i don’t even gotta try, know i’m finna be a star, uh
got some bullsh*t, i feel like my name is berleezy
you gon’ see my name up in your phone, on your tv
if you stealing my swag just say you wanna be me
make a hit them i’m gone, boy, you know that i’m leaving
[chorus: midwxst]
got a stick in my hand, b*tch, i feel like selena
i feel like i’m autumn, pull up with my nina
might trade in the whip and go cop me a beamer
like a alien, b*tch, take me to your d*mn leader
call me goku while yo’ ass is f*cking vegeta
i got black and brown on me, i look like a cheetah
making hits like it’s nothing, they say i’m a cheater
that b*tch in my phone, know i had to delete her
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