"Mona Lisa" lyrics
SeanLevel, Fukkit & ROMAY Lyrics
Had to sip the vodka
'Cause we finished up the whiskey
I'm not tryna make no conversation, bitch
Unless you frisk me
Top 5
Every conversation. You should list me
I don't even try to take the chance
Unless it's risky
Like Pokémon, I gotta catch 'em all
My next one Mysti
You gotta pay your bounty off
Before your sister's missing
The "black" market just started popping
How much for a kidney?
How much, do you think, it costs for me to get you ricky'd?
I'm in Italy
Specifically Sicily
Sicilian mobster's quick
Put him out of his misery
Sicilian bitch. She moan, while she licking me
She finish me quickly
The beam right to his face
He swore he had an epiphany
Piss me off
Then you get double-crossed
And smoked like a chimney
Hit after hit
I just keep making history
Stupid
Y'all looking foolish
The music you make is bullshit
Bull's eye
I been on target
Get you removed quick
The type of business that I'm in
You gotta move quick
Move slick
'Cause I can wet you up
Don't let my mood slip
Her pussy slippery
She never get sick of me
Naming every city we fucked
Like she practicing history
Limousine crowded with white girls
It's a coke party
I'm bending back her plastic
She cheap. She a broke Barbie
I sell him back his chop
Like we sold him an old Harley
You know my soldiers at the front
Them swords guard me
Somewhere subtracting toxins
All processes taking time
I would have thought I'm roxas
Nobody thought as my alibi
This type of life switch quick
They switch clicks
This mixed bitch
Lying
Half of a glass of listless
Right next to the iron
Eye of Horus on my soul
For my protection through the fire
Light
Lighter on my vibe
I'm with Davinchi
Tryna conspire
Like the whiskey over weiser
Trick like "Tip me, if you like her"
I ain't tipping
Wallet-wiser
Prone for launch like Oppenheimer
I'm the God to my own choir
Cards and status I acquire
Light I got inside
I'd like to think I'm someone they admire
Smoke a forest down like Glenn
I guess my last name "Quagmire"
Life a work of art
Smoking packs
Got Mona Lisa tired
'Cause we finished up the whiskey
I'm not tryna make no conversation, bitch
Unless you frisk me
Top 5
Every conversation. You should list me
I don't even try to take the chance
Unless it's risky
Like Pokémon, I gotta catch 'em all
My next one Mysti
You gotta pay your bounty off
Before your sister's missing
The "black" market just started popping
How much for a kidney?
How much, do you think, it costs for me to get you ricky'd?
I'm in Italy
Specifically Sicily
Sicilian mobster's quick
Put him out of his misery
Sicilian bitch. She moan, while she licking me
She finish me quickly
The beam right to his face
He swore he had an epiphany
Piss me off
Then you get double-crossed
And smoked like a chimney
Hit after hit
I just keep making history
Stupid
Y'all looking foolish
The music you make is bullshit
Bull's eye
I been on target
Get you removed quick
The type of business that I'm in
You gotta move quick
Move slick
'Cause I can wet you up
Don't let my mood slip
Her pussy slippery
She never get sick of me
Naming every city we fucked
Like she practicing history
Limousine crowded with white girls
It's a coke party
I'm bending back her plastic
She cheap. She a broke Barbie
I sell him back his chop
Like we sold him an old Harley
You know my soldiers at the front
Them swords guard me
Somewhere subtracting toxins
All processes taking time
I would have thought I'm roxas
Nobody thought as my alibi
This type of life switch quick
They switch clicks
This mixed bitch
Lying
Half of a glass of listless
Right next to the iron
Eye of Horus on my soul
For my protection through the fire
Light
Lighter on my vibe
I'm with Davinchi
Tryna conspire
Like the whiskey over weiser
Trick like "Tip me, if you like her"
I ain't tipping
Wallet-wiser
Prone for launch like Oppenheimer
I'm the God to my own choir
Cards and status I acquire
Light I got inside
I'd like to think I'm someone they admire
Smoke a forest down like Glenn
I guess my last name "Quagmire"
Life a work of art
Smoking packs
Got Mona Lisa tired
