
sir, yes sir - muchi lyrics
[intro]
i left my home
my mama cried
she thought that i
would surely die
[verse 1]
hmm
i ain’t never met a player like me cause the love for the game don’t ever come from they heart
they be in it for money and sh*t can’t hold it long
in the gym they ain’t play they part
i’m a spotter when it all goes wrong they looking up to me just to go ‘head and raise the bar
i ain’t racking sh*t up for you n*gga better hold that weight if you can’t know it’s all your fault
i done watched a couple rappers fall apart
don’t know what it’s like to be f*cking goated
finna go get a bag and invest it all
some days i be broke, i ain’t f*cking broken
i was not made from money at f*cking all
the sh*t that i do still isn’t cheap
i done got me enough to support myself
it’s time that i make me a money tree (ahh)
[chorus]
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, uh huh
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, they doubting mwah
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, uh huh
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, let’s get to the money like
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, uh huh
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, let’s get to the money like
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, uh huh
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, they doubting mwah
[verse 2]
n*ggas wanna stop my grind, wanna stop my shine
man, they can suck on my d*ck
i’m finna pop out and pop out and pop out and pop out
just like an addict in this b*tch
couple of rappers who know that i’m better than them
sorry that you noticed it quick
couple of monsters that really is scared of the kid
i’m boo in this b*tch
went to the market and looked for the name, “muchi”
my stock going up in this b*tch
if i ever go red, bet it on black
i’m coming back to the green quick
just like the last sub in a football game
ending on the green in the pitch
i live a dream everyday and it’s finna get bigger
i feel like i need to be pinched
it’s crazy how this is only the beginning
i’m really making records, this a guinness
it’s a couple people that i’m not texting no more
even though they saying they my n*ggas
me and my dawg art finna get it
your cover arts suck, mine didn’t
if a rapper wanna test me, he gone mix media your ass out the—, uh
the positive n*gga finally getting petty
i’m counting up guala, counting up the fetty
needing my help to go cook the idea
i’m the sauce and the flavor to n*ggas, spaghetti
i’m super focused on making it somewhere
know i’ll do whatever i know that i’m ready
both of my eyes on my destination
it’s not a moment in my life i be fetty (wap)
i’m super cold b*tch, you should mitt up
when i fall down, b*tch i get up
all my flows musty, is my pit up?
they be vibing hard to my funk sh*t
this spot wasn’t for you, n*gga
new tenant, b*tch, pack ya sh*t up
i’m really sh*tting on you n*ggas
then after make you losers clean this sh*t up
[chorus]
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, uh huh
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, they doubting mwah
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, uh huh
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, let’s get to the money like
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, uh huh
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, let’s get to the money like
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, uh huh
yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, okay
yes sir, yes sir, they doubting mwah
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