MR.

Yeah

Fuck what you saying, I get it i got it let’s go

Fuck what you saying, i get it i got it let’s go

Venus

Let’s go

Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go

When you living this life is gone fuck with your spirit, Aye

Sippin on wok in the back of the club

Turn it up make these motherfuckers hear

And i’m MR. take your best friend out to London

She jumping on spirit

pull up in something that’s breaking your neck when you hear it

Fuck it I play with these bands

Don’t ask if I’m back in your city just jump on a flight and catch me if you can

My famous bitch rocking Dior Dior why the fuck would I deal with a fan?

My Asian bitch rockin Arcteryx I’m sipping on mud with Margiela my pants

And I’m just getting started I’m switching the plans

Fuck with the folks like i’m Vietnamese why the fuck would I be in Japan

The leer finna touchdown in London

I’m high as a fuck I’m masked up with my mans you lucky I’m not in the A cause I might cause a

Scene I don’t know it depends

Sticked up somewhere where I’m not supposed to be with them bands

So upper echelon I’m up at Paramount LA i’m whipping the benz

Is you gone pull up right now is you bringing your friends?

I’m with them goons in the party drunk as a skunk and I need me at 10

Aye clearly I’m switching the plans

Catch me right back in the lamb

I pop me a addy i’m swerving the lamb

I landed on Venus i’m high as I can

In the whip with 3 k’s like i move with the Klan

Hotbox the jet while you still in the stands

Now my pilot too high we need somewhere to land

When you living this life is gone fuck with your spirit

Aye sipping on wok in the back of the club

Turn it up make these motherfuckers hear

And im mr. take your best friend out to London

She jumping on spirit

Pull up in something that’s breaking your neck when you hear it