YB Sk8 - True Story (Mission Failed) Lyrics

I guess these niggas drop, they motherf*ckin' nuts
I guess these niggas try and drop, they motherf*ckin' nuts
Lil' baby boy
F*ck wrong, with you niggas
Motion Boys
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Three in the morning, all black, niggas masked up at my door
These niggas vested up, strapped up, and they got my hoe
I check my camera on my phone, who the f*ck up at my door
I'm off that drink, I'm on that gas, and plus I'm with another ho
Goddamn, Skate, why you got the Robbers, at your door
Cause I'm poppin' shit, gettin' money, and I'm f*ckin' hoes
You know how that shit go
Got em hot , cause my jewelry cold
All this fast money, I'm gettin' bitch, why the f*ck you Thank I'm slow
Back to the story, them bitch ass niggas in all black, they at my door
This ain't the show, I'm havin' power, I grabbed the Glock, I feel like ghost
The second nigga, he a rookie, must ain't did this shit before
They kicked the door, I shot my Glock, and then they ran just like some hoes
Dam, what, I'ma send them up
Dam, what, we gon' send them up
Dam, what, we gon' send them up
Nigga, play with me, I'ma send them up
Might f*ck your bitch, then count up, play, I'll send them up
Fifty thousand wow all dubs I just went put it up
F*ckin' off with that sack, with my bitch, I just put her up
Don't come round , thanking shit sweet, I ain't no lick, play, I'll send them up
I can't believe you bitch ass niggas, can't believe you hoes
I shot one time, I played the playback
These bitch ass niggas started running all I seen was ass and elbows
Yeah, bitch