Mojo

Look… Know you ain’t ready for this
Im finna murder this shit
Out of the cage
Only The Homies in this
Homie you know What It is
I be Like woah… Edy you did it again
Im bout' to give you the win
Yeah thats for sure
Ya’ll better sharpen yah Pens
Ya’ll are not Harder then this
All For the Win
I ain’t never had to switch up
Ya’ll dont see the bigger Picture
Middle finger wit my wrist up
For You & ya' homies thats wit ya'
Actin' like you fill the Clip Up
But I Know you full of
Shit Bruh
Only time we seen the Clip Bruh
Was Up in yo Video Clip Bruh
Finger squeezin' Like yeah Bruh
You & Your Homies ya’ll too fake
Suprised you ain’t call yaself two-face…Ya'll softer then Soufflè
I’m on that young Michael Bublè
Fisherman Im the killa man
Jigga Man Like Hov’a
Sinner Man wit A Killa' Plan
I do not play
Ya’ll do not get in my way
Ya’ll are not fuckin' wit meIm on the waveI got the sauce In A way
You never seen In a Place
You never heard of I really Be out here Im Reppin' the B
You& Yah Squad are not Steppin' To Me
You and Yah Homie not Messin' Wit Me
Im on the Way
I ain’t got no time to waste
I ain’t got no time to wasteI Be Like wait
Im like a waiter Today
Puttin' you all in your placeI be like wait… Holl up
You ain’t… Heard About the, Golden Child
I be like Wait… Now they know its Goin Down
Im Austin Powers wit that Mojo…
I got It… They Want It… I got it
That Mojo… I got it… They Want It
I’m Finna' Whip It like a Low Low
I got It… They Want It… I got it
That Mojo… I got it… They Want It
Im Austin Powers wit that Mojo… I got It…
They Want It… I got it
That Mojo… I got it… They Want It
Don’t need Nobody do this SoloI got It…
They Want It… I got it
That Mojo… I got it… They Want It
I’m Austin Powers wit that Mojo…
I swear Im comin' Up next
Ya’ll finna' aim for my neck
All for the west
Sydney the city I Rep
B-side I put on my chest
Put on for the set
I never fuck wit a fake
Homie I fuck wit the rest
Eddy and Fez, Ya’ll are not ready for them
Fuck it we do it the best
I never left
Yeah I been workin' On more
Shit I can Add to the store
I’m really Blessed
I ain’t been through heavens door
But I know where I belongAim for the core
Aim for the top of the board
Whippin' that honda accord
The way I record My Garage’ll be Hummers And Ford
Simpalas and Rari & GaloreI want it allI dont want half of or a piece
Remember them laughin at me
Now Im a beast
The way Im Attackin' These beats
I just might Actually Be
I be like wait… Holl up
You ain’t… Heard About the, Golden Child
I be like Wait… Now they know its Goin' Down
I’m Austin Powers wit that Mojo…
I got It… They Want It… I got it
That Mojo… I got it… They Want It
I’m Finna' Whip It like a Low Low
I got It… They Want It… I got it
That Mojo… I got it… They Want It
I’m Austin Powers wit that Mojo…
I got It… They Want It… I got it
That Mojo… I got it… They Want it
Don’t need Nobody do this Solo
I got It… They Want It… I got it
That Mojo… I got it… They Want It
I’m Austin Powers wit that Mojo…