MGT sellout lyrics

I'm so counter pleated
Borrow a G from state
Aint no desperation
Shoot a bullet on the head
Of a snitch nigg*r
100 bullets on them bodies
Of the fake niggers
I got a chopper on every boot
Of my whip nigge*r
Purchase a whip and sell it cheap
Just for indications
I got her a booty of mariah
Shit is counterfeited
Selling a business for business
So we can run a business
Debut a single and freeze it
Cause I got too much gwap
This is incarceration
Wet a pus*y and f#ck it later
Pus*y whack nigg*rs tell me
My lines are what(?)
Listen to your projects now play
Incarceration
You mother hoe*ng with some men
She call it father christmas
Christ ain't relived this is just
A Bhudda costs
Another christian on my timeline
With some fake what (?)
I told that nigg*r f*ck his bible
And his dedications
Quoted verses God an answer
God answers fast
You've never seen a million dollar
With you bare eyes
This is my life keep intriguing
I pull this trigger

Follow me
100 on another life
Real snakes don't hiss sh*t is backstabbing
I need a life on them hills
With a usual codes
Call a pauper where is a profit
Sh*t
I need direction
Tell me why
Tell me who
Sellout
Tell me why
Tell me who
Sellout


45 on the back that's a millimeter
100 topic with my nigger
That's a stable convo
Keep the pistol open hot
And sniff the end like coke
All the business done ran
Wound open cuts
Guerrillas left at some stake
We need em transportation
The only place we drop em
Niggers watch em do zoo
Another tragic moment
After some misunderstandings
No loop holes cuts end
And no continuations
We been watching NCIS close
And ended with LAPD
We close enough with METRO's
We abusing SAPS
I got plenty nigg*rs idolozing
Pete and papi too much
They went to Gaol
Just to feel orange sense as fun
I got demons for this pus*y
And the money monies
So who you at for this savages
Pay homages
We got respects for the street
We go hustle hard
Aint typa nigger doing music
For the flows only
We have a culture and basic norm
Like macavelli
So touchdown to the motherland
I need a gun
Carf and trolls so big
Like I'm wrapped in barb wire
Weight aint easy take that convo back
To babymomma
I shoot a nigg*r on the head
And then I thank (?)
Pus*ynigg*r on a nano
Think illuminati
I fu*k her (?) And fu*k her pus*y
Until is soothe menaje
This is a tribe so we living
Like capitalist
To avoid the world I fu*k the girl
I'm improvising
I'm done burning
Real notes for habib video
So everytime and time ima rabadaan
I got an indian on my sh*t
She fu*ks like kareen
got the niggers on my team
I want there head on the plastic
100 horses is when I pass
I drop the head of shama
When my roof miss
I aint got no top
Incase you miss
The incarceration
Icase you miss my (?)

Follow me
Follow me
Sellout
Follow me
Everyday we on it hustling
Everyday everyday
Sellout
Everyday everyday
You on it sellout
Yea
Everyday you on it sellout
Tell your nigg*rs snitching on your friend
Ah