always a interesting interview with miss mokou !!

U deadass got so much potential gang pls keep makin songs

Produced By: Me + Fooly + Whereisreef
Mixed & Mastered By Me

Location Lyrics:
Ha, throwin racks like go
Told shawty go head drop it low
Yea nigga wanna talk wassup?
Yah nigga want some smoke? Go head drop the lo
Feel like Playboi carti let it go
Lil Uzi tucked walk around with it cold
Yea bitch in my bag yea I rack that coat
Yea whole lotta niggas sayin I’m the goat
Say that I’m the goat
I taught em how to float
Like a butterfly bitch I taught em how to float
I rock designer huh, kick I put it on my toe
I hadda let ya know

Yea count that fetti 
Oh yea like count that fetti
Oh yea like is you ready
I told that bitch you ready
Nigga count it daily
Hunnid bands stack it daily
Hadda switch up my swag yea free melly

Ha, throwin racks like go
Told shawty go head drop it low
Yea nigga wanna talk wassup?
Yah nigga want some smoke? Go head drop the lo
Feel like Playboi carti let it go
Lil Uzi tucked walk around with it cold
Yea bitch in my bag yea I rack that coat
Yea whole lotta niggas sayin I’m the goat
Say that I’m the goat
I taught em how to float
Like a butterfly bitch I taught em how to float
I rock designer huh, kick I put it on my toe
I hadda let ya know

Steppa Lyrics:
Step step step
Walk around town with my gang gon step
I got a g19 in my booksack promise to god I’m finna go step
Promise to god if you uppin dat stick at my gang, yea we havin no fear
Up in that club that bitch she shakin her ass, I hit from the rear
Whole lotta guns in the air
You talk down, huh we finna flash 
Hop innat brand new jag skrtt I’m finna crash 
Whole lotta fiends in the back
We spinnin yo block
Bltt flippin yo car
Better watch yo bitch god damn she texting my phone
She say imma star

I sending my bitch right out to LA
G19 it’s hittin yo belly
Whole lotta hoes they hittin my celly 
I need that cash 
I need that Fetty
Kickin that pack down the field like a punt
I’m hittin yo bitch yea right from the front 
This some brand new ice yea I’m finna stunt

Feel like may finalgurl, huh I’m just way too kunt
All up on my dick bitch wipe yo mouth when ya done
I need me some fast shit
Spinnat lot on the run
All these Niggas block food on my phone yea I’m done
Swear to god I’m the one

Step step step
Walk around town with my gang gon step
I got a g19 in my booksack promise to god I’m finna go step
Promise to god if you uppin dat stick at my gang, yea we havin no fear
Up in that club that bitch she shakin her ass, I hit from the rear
Whole lotta guns in the air
You talk down, huh we finna flash 
Hop innat brand new jag skrtt I’m finna crash 
Whole lotta fiends in the back
We spinnin yo block
Bltt flippin yo car
Better watch yo bitch god damn she texting my phone
She say imma star

I sending my bitch right out to LA
G19 it’s hittin yo belly
Whole lotta hoes they hittin my celly 
I need that cash 
I need that Fetty
Kickin that pack down the field like a punt
I’m hittin yo bitch yea right from the front 
This some brand new ice yea I’m finna stunt

Lazer Dim (prod. frustration)

walkdownmokou

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