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Mission Impossible
3,366
Hip-Hop/Rap
Mission Impossible was released on September 20, 2018 by RECKLEZZ RENEGADE RECORDZ as a part of the album Mission Impossible - Single
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Release DateSeptember 20, 2018
LabelRECKLEZZ RENEGADE RECORDZ
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rico Recklezz
Rico Recklezz
Songwriter

Lyrics

Walk in the spot with the drake like I hang with OVO
Smoke all of these blunts to the face 'til a young **** comatose
Crack the seal, pour me a eight, and I ain't gon' overdose
No Limit shit without the tank, bitch I ain't Lil Romeo
These pistols they kill ****, not to show
You say you know where I live, **** send some smoke
You talk from afar but my shooter close
Tryna flex in this rink, throw you through the roof
Red light on my gun, ain't no stoppin' though
Let me borrow your tongue, ain't no wifin' ho
We trapping all night, we don't ever close
Try to rob us, Mission Impossible
Robbin' us Mission Impossible, Tom Cruise
Long clip on my gun, but I got a short fuse
These **** funny, make me draw like a cartoon
These **** up in the house, I got war wounds
Momma should've named a **** bad news
Robbin' **** all day 'cause a **** had to
She was like go to school, bitch I got tattoos
NWA, Eazy E, young **** with an attitude
Pop out at night, raccoon
Bitch I'm the shit, bathroom
Hop in the whip, vroom past you
Ice out the wrist 'cause the cash rules
Internet runnin' your lips, that's a bad move
Clean up your shit, grab room
Don't fuck with 12, way past noon
You act like a bitch, where your perfume?
**** not in the streets
They in they house watchin' TV, get killed in they living room
Recklezz
Walk in the spot with the drake like I hang with OVO
Smoke all of these blunts to the face 'til a young **** comatose
Crack the seal, pour me a eight, and I ain't gon' overdose
No Limit shit without the tank, bitch I ain't Lil Romeo
These pistols they kill ****, not to show
You say you know where I live, **** send some smoke
You talk from afar but my shooter close
Tryna flex in this rink, throw you through the roof
Red light on my gun, ain't no stoppin' though
Let me borrow your tongue, ain't no wifin' ho
We trapping all night, we don't ever close
Try to rob us, Mission Impossible
Recklezz
Written by: Rico Recklezz
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