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Mike in Nikes (feat. Old BAi, Ed WRD & Dreis Major)

๐Ÿ‘ค CallZackMorris โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Mike in Nikes (feat. Old BAi, Ed WRD & Dreis Major) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:01
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โฑ๏ธ 3:01 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Everybody talkin' bout city on geek
Might as well put it out before it get leaked
Lay on, from head to feet
And pockets like damn, what the fuck do you eat
Talkin' bout what you gon' do to this beat
I'm talkin' bout you when they talkin' bout cheap
Talkin' bout gettin' a new pair each week
I'm talkin' bout freaks and talkin' bout sneaks
Switch em up from night to night
You don't know what I'm talkin' bout
Got the black, the white, the white
You don't know what I'm talkin' bout
That's two for one, that's twice a nice
You don't know what I'm talkin' bout
Like a box of Mike n Ikes
You don't know what I'm talkin' bout
I'm big like Biggie, you lil' like Kim and them
You know what I'm talkin' bout
See, y'all sound similar, call that synonym
Pockets on Mars, smell kicks on Eminem
Give me them, hundred percent, that's minimum
Talk about y'all niggas, Act too feminine
Hatin my whole crew, laced like Timberland
Paralyzed people talk about they feelin' em
I might just say what you want
Def gon say what you won't
Ain een cuz you can't
Is you gon put in jikan (ๆ™‚้–“)
Dummy just put in the time
Kore wa panda no panda (ๅฝผใฏใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ€ใฎใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ€) they like kare dakara wa (ใ‚ซใƒฌใƒผใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ ) damn fly ain't I
Spin thru slice Shit samurai shurekin (sure he can) ninja star black tsubaki got my back
Theses nigga not like that
Oh wait when this shit not pretend I'm telling you my sin
Turn nuttin to Suntin
Standing up on all ten
Louis Vsar, Hermes tote, blinged out rope
Unzipped coat, Cartier frame, yeah, I'm so cold
Set it off, Fresh pair, nice so dope
Can't get em online, they ain't got em on Goat
Try and get it like me, got niggas gone Broke
Real big wave, try and hope y'all float
Pockets on bubble, I'm cleaner than soap
Ayy, okay, they thought it was problem
We got em, we got em
Now it's cool, we vibin', we vibin
We here for the championship, my folks in the stand with sticks
Ayy, got TSA on the jack, my folks on the plane with straps
El red, blackin off of Henny and Sprite
I told her, don't give me no ice
I don't hear you unless you talk to me nice
Don't make me spin, round that flight
Fake shit, I'm takin' it off your neck
Still gotta come up for check
Don't take pics from that new Cullinan
Watch out, they gon' be runnin' in
And they not rumblin', and it's not one of them
Callin' El Somerset, work out, Cumberland
Twelve ass, they ain't seen none of them
They don't know none of them, they ain't bout nothin then
Pull up, We skkrrrr, they aimin', we dumpin' it
They playin', we runnin' up, they thinkin' they one of us
But it's cause I'm big like Biggie, you lil like Kim and nem
You know what I'm talkin' bout, see y'all sound similar
Call that Synonym, I'ma get all y'all chopped, that's Triminem
I'ma hit your folks with a big bag emblem
When I bag back, get them packed up, missin' em
Yeah, switchin' up from night to night
You don't know what I'm talkin' bout
Black to black, the white to white
You don't know what I'm talkin' bout
What you say, huh
You don't know what I'm talkin' bout
We switch' up like some Mike n Ikes
You don't know what I'm talkin' bout

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