MOURNTEO - Dash! Billie Jean Lyrics

[Intro]Got that big 14Make way for poppaLet me rumple that foreskin homie (HAAAAH)[Chorus]Burnin’ the skunk and I’m mixin’ my greensShinin’ my smile they must think Listerine (BIH)He not my child and she never the QueenSo I pack all my bags and I dash, billie jean (hehe)Smokin’ cigar and its lit….YUHFake cuban I gotta admit….AYELouis V as my fit..WHATStill a pretentious but not hypocrite….AYE[Verse #1]Triple digits on the dash….YUHIn an Uber and that bih go fast….skrtShe gimme face like a goddamn mask (burrt)I’m Jimmy Neutron now I gotta go blast (BOOOOH)Her face be lookin’ like a cinnabon (bow bow)Glazed up nice and brown so its hella brawn (purp)20 inch wheels AMG like the herowanFirst class flight with the boys into Taiwan (HAAAAAAAH)Put on my shades and I block you all out (momma)Half of you makin’ these tracks for the clout (yuh)Catch me outside in the back I’m blown outOne punch two punch and I’m layin’em out (skrt)Crip walkin’ some trues hold my bands up (bling)Coke face models callin’ it makeupWish you was opp but you shoot with the groupiesTen bands and that was jus for a movie (racks racks racks)[Chorus]Burnin’ the skunk and I’m mixin’ my greensShinin’ my smile they must think Listerine (BIH)He not my child and she never the QueenSo I pack all my bags and I dash, billie jean (hehe)Smokin’ cigar and its lit….YUHFake cuban I gotta admit….AYELouis V as my fit..WHATStill a pretentious but not hypocrite….AYEBurnin’ the skunk and I’m mixin’ my greensShinin’ my smile they must think ListerineHe not my child and she never the QueenSo I pack all my bags and I dash, billie jean (hehe)Smokin’ cigar and its lit….YUHFake cuban I gotta admit….AYELouis V as my fit..WHATStill a pretentious but not hypocrite….AYE[Verse #2]Made it now but you better behave (what)My drippy wrist sendin’ coldest of waves (brrt)You locked in a cage up with me, you so brave (HAAAAH)Gun you 4 times like we runnin’ a relayDown on Spadina crew roll with the TECs (boom)Spotify keep me in check with the cheques (aaaaahhh)Order two wagons with a Brabus, the spec (zoom)Private flight order please get off of the deckGoose long and my kicks triple black (rich)Dropped 3 bands at the stu, thats a stackWith adidas and Gosha necklace, colour cognacI’m healthy as healthy can be dont need prozacs (lil purp)