Mmmmm lyrics

[Intro]
(Mmmmm)

[Verse]
I ain't really never gave a f*ck (Yeah), I was just tryna get paid (Mmmmm)
Hoes on my di*k 'cause they think that I'm God, they was just tryna get saved (Mmmmm)
Run up on a n*gga and I shoot him in his face
Take the motherf*cker back to his grave (Mmmmm)
This is going off the top like some waves
Run up on me, Glock hit you in the face (Mmmmm)
Young n*gga ball like Spalding
f*ck around, you should sign him (Mmmmm)
Can't even find myself, huh, how the f*ck you gonna find him? (Mmmmm)
Boy, I swear I'm the man
Motherf*ckers shoulda been know (Mmmmm)
Talk sh*t, got the Glock on me, f*ck around, send shots through your window (Mmmmm)
I get nerdy brain from your girl, Steve Urkel, Carl Winslow (Mmmmm)
n*ggas talkin' that sh*t, f*ck around got lead like a motherf*ckin' pencil (Mmmmm)
I'm in your girl's mouth like a dentist, ball like Rodman, no Dennis, huh (Mmmmm)
I'm servin' this sh*t like tennis, my n*gga, you know I'm a menace (Mmmmm)
From the start to the finish, you know that I'm in it, don't need no replenish (Mmmmm)
These n*ggas talk sh*t, that's okay, these n*ggas, they really don't get it (Mmmmm)
Forget it, I'm the f*ckin' man and you n*ggas shoulda knew that (Mmmmm)
My di*k? Your girl? She motherf*ckin' blew that (Mmmmm)
I thought your ass knew that, I sent you the video (Mmmmm)
You ain't reply back, you was probably feelin' sh*tty though (Mmmmm)
I thought I told you n*ggas
Run up on me? I'ma get to spillin' now (Mmmmm)
All my n*ggas go crazy, heads?
f*ck around, get to splitting those (Mmmmm)
I told you, my circle small, like a motherf*ckin' Cheerio (Mmmmm)
Ooh, kill em', ooh, kill em', I ain't talkin' bout Terio(Mmmmm)
You mad? 'Cause it's playin' your girlfriend's brand new radio (Mmmmm)
Swear to god I got that white, sellin' that Slim Shady though (Mmmmm)
Look, I told you, it's over, boy (Mmmmm)
Yuh, get cranked like Soulja Boy (Mmmmm)
I lose my composure, boy, meanwhile, I'ma make it like composers, boy (Mmmmm)
Run up on me like Dre, you know that it's over, haha (Mmmmm)
Boy, I'm the man 'round here, graduate, no campus (Mmmmm)
n*gga talk that sh*t, I'm poppin' that Xan, meanwhile so I really can't stand 'em (Mmmmm)
Get it? 'Cause I'm off of the Xan, can't stand, but then again, I really can't stand him (Mmmmm)
All my n*ggas go crazy, I swear to God we count bands, all my n*ggas gonna band up (Mmmmm)
Pull up in that Phantom, feel like a ghost, they callin' that n*gga Danny Phantom (Mmmmm)
Run up on me, that's okay, got that Glock, and a young n*gga gon' go blam 'em (Mmmmm)
All my n*ggas go cray, all my n*ggas go cray
All my n*ggas knock em' out like Mayweather (Mmmmm)
All my n*ggas got heat, all my n*ggas got heat
They hot like motherf*ckin' Mayweather (Mmmmm)
Then again, I'm cold, n*gga, like a motherf*ckin' sleigh weather (Mmmmm)
These n*ggas so fruity, these n*ggas so fruity, rainbows, they dance in gay weather (Mmmmm)
Goddamn, it's a freestyle n*gga, freestyle like 8 Mile, n*gga (Mmmmm)
I'ma lion in the grave, wild n*gga (Mmmmm)
You a lion, can't trust n*ggas, ha (Mmmmm)
Get it? 'Cause you lyin'
Yeah, a motherf*cker lyin' (Mmmmm)
Got a Glock on deck, and a motherf*ckin' dime, shoot a n*gga, wasn't even f*ckin' tryin' (Mmmmm)
End his world like 2012, huh
And I ain't talkin' 'bout the Mayans (Mmmmm)
Goddamn
I'm high, I'm motherf*ckin' flyin' (Mmmmm)
Smoke me a blunt
Now I'm up in the sky (Mmmmm)
f*ckin' your mom (Swift)
Tell your son goodbye (Mmmmm)
I'm the man, motherf*cker
Ayy, where the bands, motherf*cker? (Mmmmm)
[Outro]
You gon' take my b*tch?
Not a chance, motherf*cker
Turn up