Mission lyrics

[Hook: Omelly]
Me and my n*ggas on a mission, mission
Got to watch these n*ggas, can't trust these n*ggas
Me and my n*ggas on a mission, mission
Stay strapped on n*ggas, you can't rat on n*ggas
Me and my n*ggas on a mission, mission
All my n*ggas get money, [?] for the money
Me and my n*ggas on a mission, mission
n*ggas whipping that work, all my n*ggas putting in work
Here n*gga take this work

[Verse 1: Omelly]
What the f*ck I'm going to do when them bills running in and I'm down on my last
All I know is get it fast, flip work I put my face in a mask
[?]
You don't want me and Spade-O on your ass
Oh you got a bullet proof Jag, shots going straight through the glass
f*cking wig on the dash, f*ck n*ggas done made me mad
You stay with some ratchets I stay with my ratchet
Not a day I be lacking everyday I be packing
You better stay in your lane you are not in my bracket
I woke up this morning, got straight to the paper
n*ggas be hating, that's my motivation
I'm out on my mission, how you real when you snitching
Went to court and you b*tching
[Hook: Omelly]

[Verse 2: Spade-O]
My n*ggas all on that mission we all up in that kitchen
Thrity-six we whipping, we stand tall no b*tching
Them hoes on Instagram fishing, but they ain't gon' get me
And line me up and set me, and get some n*ggas to wet me
But they ain't gon' forget me, my n*ggas ain't some happy campers
Your baby money you need to put you pocket in pampers
My n*ggas murder for a salery
Squeeze make the four-fifth sneeze like it got allergies
f*ck 'em, they got ladders we got ladders too
They make a move we gon' show them what them ladders do
Yup, RIP to Lil' Snupe
A hundred rounds RIP your whole crew

[Hook: Omelly]

[Verse 3: Mel Love]
I got this sh*t from the cotton, pus*y ass n*gga what's popping
I be going off the boxing, promethazine making lean oxycottons
K clip looking like a mopstick, drop dead b*tch get it bopping
Me and my n*ggas been rocking, pull sh*t hit him with a rocket
Drop that work make it lock in, work for n*ggas ain't popping
Spend on sh*t got to drop it, lame [?] that's options
They ain't up all night, dark nights pull off lights Bruce Wayne
K kick [?] who sane, going hard my might
Young n*gga been on a mission, pus*y ass n*ggas get an issue
All my n*ggas in position, stuck in the kitchen with a pigeon
And yeen even know they be cooking raw steel
n*gga trying to get a deal, n*gga got P'ed but I still can't chill
Trying to flip that b*tch to a football field
[Hook: Omelly]