The Motto Free verse

The Motto Free verse

MISSTLU LYRICS:

FedTown's Finest
Foo get behind us
ill without the sinus
Kill without the slightest flinch
Man ya clique
got bitch ass rida's
I'm higher than the sky is
Flyer than the pilot

Im on Over Drive
you aint even licensed...
You just poser.....
I'm Posin.... Heisman.
Lunch time is...Fun time
i got... the punchlines
to the Mic (Mike) .....Tyson.

Betty Goon
ONFIRE like my dro.
`keepin it hunnid....
I dont fuck with 5.O
I Flip the Middle finger
Tell my rivals, die slow....
I'm aiming hella high
So they better lie low....

So many many men...
Eenie meenie miny moe...
I ain't gotta pick one...
I just put em hold.
Cos when the money calling
I aint chillen, I aint smoking
we aint kickin, i aint joking
imma hustle for the dough

If i aint doing nothing.
Bitch, I'm swaggin.
I ain't even frontin...
More like braggin...
Whats gucci? what happening?
She Go Go.... like Gadget

Give me my badges
Ya girl got barsss.
Admit it,
Tell ya bitches
Damn... T go hard..

Yeah... Imma steal..