Mist – Uber lyrics

Hopped out the Uber, Toyota
Drove home in the Benzo, switch the motor
Ay girl listen
Would you like me if I drove in a Nissan? Or would you go missin'?
I don't rock with lames, got nuttin' to spend so they got lots to say
I got a text from what's her name
Man I made my first monkey, then I got lots of apes
I'm getting lots of hates

Them fuckboys really tryna hate me (Nah)
I'll make you pay the price, no Katie
Bad from born being facety (Yeah)
Real niggas in the place G, spinners don't have no safety (Nah Nah)
So dem boy dere ain't safe G
Smoke danas on a daily (Piff Piff)
They didn't know what they did when they paid me

Real life rap in the rave scene, make the whole dance go crazy
Get mad, get wavy (Ahh)
Strictly moshpits when they play me
It's a mad ting when they play me
It's a sad ting, I leave with your lady
Got drunk, had to get a taxi
Stress I had to leave the Mercedes

I ain't looking to fade like henna
Writ this bar in the penna
Flows got better, pain on a jailhouse letter
Run the wing with nitties and beggars
Homemade weapons
Whippin' on a ban weren't clever, fuck the system I got a vendetta
Seen days that are better
Prada's on the wing hotstepper, Prada's on the wing hotstepper

Oh my God
How dare she try claim Mo
I save money, I don't save hoes
Eating chicken wings on the main road
That's got nuttin' to do with this topic, but fuck it I'll just say so
What, what we talkin' 'bout?
Oh, how we shut down the rave scene
Come with the gang, then we left with your lady
She feel my charisma, more paper than Rizla
You hate, you can kiss my

Real life rap in the rave scene, make the whole dance go crazy
Get mad, get wavy (Ahh)
Strictly moshpits when they play me
It's a mad ting when they play me
It's a sad ting, I leave with your lady
Got drunk, had to get a taxi
Stress I had to leave the Mercedes