Omelly - Mission lyrics

[Hook: Omelly] Me and my n***as on a mission, mission Got to watch these n***as, can't trust these n***as Me and my n***as on a mission, mission Stay strapped on n***as, you can't rat on n***as Me and my n***as on a mission, mission All my n***as get money, [?] for the money Me and my n***as on a mission, mission n***as whipping that work, all my n***as putting in work Here n***a take this work [Verse 1: Omelly] What the f** I'm going to do when them bills running in and I'm down on my last All I know is get it fast, flip work I put my face in a mask [?] You don't want me and Spade-O on your a** Oh you got a bullet proof Jag, shots going straight through the gla** f**ing wig on the dash, f** n***as done made me mad You stay with some ratchets I stay with my ratchet Not a day I be lacking everyday I be packing You better stay in your lane you are not in my bracket I woke up this morning, got straight to the paper n***as be hating, that's my motivation I'm out on my mission, how you real when you snitching Went to court and you b**hing [Hook: Omelly] [Verse 2: Spade-O] My n***as all on that mission we all up in that kitchen Thrity-six we whipping, we stand tall no b**hing Them hoes on Instagram fishing, but they ain't gon' get me And line me up and set me, and get some n***as to wet me But they ain't gon' forget me, my n***as ain't some happy campers Your baby money you need to put you pocket in pampers My n***as murder for a salery Squeeze make the four-fifth sneeze like it got allergies f** 'em, they got ladders we got ladders too They make a move we gon' show them what them ladders do Yup, RIP to Lil' Snupe A hundred rounds RIP your whole crew [Hook: Omelly] [Verse 3: Mel Love] I got this sh** from the cotton, p**y a** n***a what's popping I be going off the boxing, promethazine making lean oxycottons K clip looking like a mopstick, drop dead b**h get it bopping Me and my n***as been rocking, pull sh** hit him with a rocket Drop that work make it lock in, work for n***as ain't popping Spend on sh** got to drop it, lame [?] that's options They ain't up all night, dark nights pull off lights Bruce Wayne K kick [?] who sane, going hard my might Young n***a been on a mission, p**y a** n***as get an issue All my n***as in position, stuck in the kitchen with a pigeon And yeen even know they be cooking raw steel n***a trying to get a deal, n***a got P'ed but I still can't chill Trying to flip that b**h to a football field [Hook: Omelly]