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Mission Complete
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Mission Complete was released on June 2, 2023 by 223 Entertainment as a part of the album 7 Star
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Album7 Star
Release DateJune 2, 2023
Label223 Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alfonso Lopez
Alfonso Lopez
Songwriter
Kevin Lombera
Kevin Lombera
Songwriter

Lyrics

Wait, where my Cartiers, 23 i'ma ball this is my year
UPS when I ship I love that carrier I was born to gas the beat like Pierre
On that bape shit, hoodie zipper to the top
You ain't see us slip and sliding when we slip through with that chop
Life's a movie, like action but these autos ain't no prop
If you hanging with the opps then y'all both getting dropped
Like Pop Tss
On my, Ps and Qs, I just copped a fast whip, 160 in this Q
Hellcat straight from hell, yeah, I'm gon need that too
Red guts in that bitch, wide body, I'm like ooh
Aw shit I just popped me a Bean
Balling out, got the ball Capt got me with that screen
At the trap hit that lick five minutes out that scene
Green beam that shit beaming yeah i got it by my jeans
GTA mission, complete we breaking bread
Blue money, blue tips, bet he bleeding red
Broke **** talkin' OD, I don't care what he said
I'm cooling with my dawgs, sipping muddy yea that med
Yeah, bet time is money, I don't got time to sit
On the road, counting chicken, yea I gotta get to it
I love money, it love me, I do my best for it
I ain't never tried for nothin' but that dough I got that grit
Uh Uh wait, where my Cartiers, 23 i'ma ball this is my year
UPS when I ship I love that carrier I was born to gas the beat like Pierre
Ay, ****, I was born to gas
Hustle in my blood, ****, I was born to trap
We gon' up big sticks, turn they party to a track
That choppa get to twerking, you should hear the way it clap
Bitch, get banged on, stupid ****, tried to slide and never came home
We getting big racks, what you **** ain't on
I'm in you **** hood with my fuckin' chains on (Matter of fact)
Putting shit up on the gram, why you doin' that
You **** ain't touching no bricks, ain't knowing what to do with that
Ay, ****, take your bitch back, boy, I'm through with that
Tryna catch a sucker lacking tryna do him bad
I pop molly, pop perc, sip lean, pop X, pop tags, (I could) pop 'em
He a rat ****, Please don't bring his ass around me
Freddy with that Ruger, it's a nightmare on Elm Street
I been on the block with my **** sipping juice
You know we got your brother whacked, don't act like you ain't knew, ****
We in that Hellcat, big body ain't no coupe
We giving face shots, can't even put that **** on the news
Ay, y'all ain't never seen no dub
You **** cap, I could call y'all **** bluff
Ay, ****, I just poed a four, now I'm stuck
Mission complete if I call my **** up
Written by: Alfonso Lopez, Kevin Lombera
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