Fvck A Mixtape Intro by MoneyatMidnight Lyrics
[Intro]
Alright now fuck a mixtape
Correction, fuck you and the mixtape
Ain't walking out the house if I ain't get paid
Like that ain't how it work, hell no way!
Nigga gone try to get over on me and succeed
That'll get your shit blown back!
Niggas better get a head start like track
Cause when I pass you, you ain't coming back nigga!
[Verse 1]
Fuck a mixtape, I just wanna bunch a fat stacks
Lotta money, gotta put gas in Maybach
Me and your girl go way back
We old school, just like nick-knack, patty wack
Diss me on the track, get slapped in your face
Gotta big pack, 'bouta pull up to ya place
Big dicks on the Glock put em in your face
Money sack just in case we catch another case
Excuse me, no nigga excuse you!
Caught a cold from these diamonds like achoo!
I can see it right now all the fake turn real
Real ice, I'm rich, bet you really really pissed!
Kiss my whole ass for one time
That you ever thought I gave a fuck
Cause naw, I really didn't
Nigga you trippin, you girl really buggin'
Better watch her, bet she out there fuckin'...
[Verse 2]
You nigga! (no not you I mean the other nigga)
Mood right now is fuck a nigga
She mad at me snatchies, and I took her nigga
And her wig off just like a mask
Everything fake except for her ass
Both of yall slow, ya shoulda went to class
Gotta run to the money real real fast
Fuck you, a mixtape, and a damn hallpass!
Hold up I'm almost done
MAM never gonna go out like iWon
Alive after death like MJ
Hold up let me spit some game like
Aye bae bae, bitch, you cra, cra
Right now the mood is fuck a mix
Fuck a mix, I'm tryna get rich
Make hits, stack the money at
MoneyatMidnight bitch!
Alright now fuck a mixtape
Correction, fuck you and the mixtape
Ain't walking out the house if I ain't get paid
Like that ain't how it work, hell no way!
Nigga gone try to get over on me and succeed
That'll get your shit blown back!
Niggas better get a head start like track
Cause when I pass you, you ain't coming back nigga!
[Verse 1]
Fuck a mixtape, I just wanna bunch a fat stacks
Lotta money, gotta put gas in Maybach
Me and your girl go way back
We old school, just like nick-knack, patty wack
Diss me on the track, get slapped in your face
Gotta big pack, 'bouta pull up to ya place
Big dicks on the Glock put em in your face
Money sack just in case we catch another case
Excuse me, no nigga excuse you!
Caught a cold from these diamonds like achoo!
I can see it right now all the fake turn real
Real ice, I'm rich, bet you really really pissed!
Kiss my whole ass for one time
That you ever thought I gave a fuck
Cause naw, I really didn't
Nigga you trippin, you girl really buggin'
Better watch her, bet she out there fuckin'...
[Verse 2]
You nigga! (no not you I mean the other nigga)
Mood right now is fuck a nigga
She mad at me snatchies, and I took her nigga
And her wig off just like a mask
Everything fake except for her ass
Both of yall slow, ya shoulda went to class
Gotta run to the money real real fast
Fuck you, a mixtape, and a damn hallpass!
Hold up I'm almost done
MAM never gonna go out like iWon
Alive after death like MJ
Hold up let me spit some game like
Aye bae bae, bitch, you cra, cra
Right now the mood is fuck a mix
Fuck a mix, I'm tryna get rich
Make hits, stack the money at
MoneyatMidnight bitch!