B-Rent & Mista Max – Introductions Lyrics
Artist: B-Rent & Mista Max
Song: Introductions
Lets bring this sh#t back to 2018
Rappin and Vibin and I’m comin for the top
Got your girl on my jock cause she likes how i talk uh
Comin back uh uh you’re getting smacked uh uh
Off the track uh uh off the bat uh uh
Don’t f#ck with me? I don’t f#ck with you
Hop off my dick and find someone else to screw with
I’m a nail b#tch, getting hammered off this f#cking fireball like i spit from the f#ckin mic
I’m boutta ball on these hoes like I’m bron
Burnin wicks like I’m John
Dodgin Charges like I’m Dom uh
Get your #ss outta church cause you prayin on my downfall
b#tch I’m a southpaw, quit watchin while i write
While i hop in the booth and spit flames at the mic, burnin rappers left and right uh
Got no timе for your petty #ss disses
You out herе burnin bridges while I’m buildin up my business uh
Got my shoes fresh laced, ask your b#tch how my dick taste
We gettin sh#t faced
Homie i don’t need advice, you got evicted twice
Stop takin tips cause they pray that you quit
Got stripes on my suit, I’ll slice your #ss in two
You got no use for your body cause you never like to move uh
I just hit a strike when i killed the f#ckin track
So let me pass the mic to the psycho Mista Max
Mista
Max
No imma hit ‘em hard like
Motherf#ckin uppercuts
Max and B-Rent on the track
They can’t f#ck with us
I emerge from the bottom of the map
With nothing but straight flames
And the clothes off my back
On these tracks, drop nothing
But straight bombs like Iraq
A lot of these n#gg#s talkin
But i ain’t hearin no facts
I’m not a piano you can’t play me homie
When namin champions
You gotta say me homie
And since I’m a champion
I got trophies all in my closet
Hope in my bones
Mindset i gotta accomplish
Now please, excuse my French
But f#ck your clique
My style they bitin
Call those m#th*rf#ck*rs ticks
You causin drama, like a barber
You’ll get f#ckin clipped
I’m tryna get my money tall like Chuck
They wanna cap the king
When I’m doin this rappin thing
OG told me you the last
Of a dying breed
The top is the place where all of my
Peoples gon reach
I got the flow that makes em
Stand up out of they seats
When i was blowin great weed
You was duckin them seeds
Stay in your place mother f#cker
You ain’t messin with me
Uh, gunpowder in my pants pocket
Got dirty money
Please don’t put your hands on it
I’m stickin to my morals b#tch
And i stand on it
Yeah
Superhero flow
Superhero flow
I’m stickin to my morals b#tch
And i stand on it
Uh
Yeah
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B-Rent & Mista Max Lyrics – Introductions
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Release Year: 2022