Siddy Mitzvah - Mazel Tov lyrics

(Verse 1) I'm always grinding with my niqqas Nobody can face all my hitters This ain't what u talking about I see girls over there trying to take it a bow U should tell me now whatxu know I got goons everywhere u go I bring it up U can stay down or follow me up Y'all niqqas can't control this This is sh** is flawless U got bars 4 days? I got bars 4 weeks Whatxu know about that sh** Whatxu know about my crew Whatxu know about my woes Coz I be running thru the 4 with my woes And im about to take over I told that b**h to put the self-belt coz we about to take over This the type of songs that make u niqqas feel some type of way This the type of flows that's make u niqqas leaning on my way And I be k**ing all these niqqas tryna cruise all my ways (Hook) All I hear around is people saying “this is kid is so international” (We so international, niqqa, so international) And they stay around trying to understand my mind so irrational (We irrational, minds too irrational) They tryna dare me and all I say is Mazel Tov M-M-Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov They tryna f** with me and I say Mazel Tov M-M-Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov b**hes give me head (Mazel Tov) (Verse 2) Niqqas think I hired that braggadocio just to this sh** And im gonna move State to State just to pour it up some drinks Yoh we need niqqas from overseas just to drop that's sh**s We got bang bangs, I ain't talking about that thing things that make u niqqas so fake fakes Truth be told, truth be told I'm the finest thing They say only a fat a** can ride my dick By the way I need a bad b**h to s** my dick Hoes ain't sh**, and niqqas ain't loyal Shout out to C. Breezy, come here to Africa Im still bad in the raps Doing magic in the traps Wearing black on blacks Counting stacks on stacks Ok, I'm not buying your time U tryna steal my shine Come here to where I stay im gonna show u how we live We blow up from nothing and we still tryna appear Yung niqqa with hot flow Who prolly still k**ing your hoe I'm so fly like a private jet Don't get close I'll kick your a** So high, give me parachutes Don't get me started otherwise I'll shoot u I remember Ljay saying I gotta to hustle When I was on my Kareen sh** Coz all I wanted was Cynthia up on my that dick sh** This the type of songs that make these niqqas feel some type of way This the type of flows that's make u niqqas leaning on my way And I be k**ing all these niqqas tryna cruise all my ways (Hook) All I hear around is people saying “this is kid is so international” (We so international, niqqa, so international) And they stay around trying to understand my mind so irrational (We irrational, minds too irrational) They tryna dare me and all I say is Mazel Tov M-M-Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov They tryna f** with me and I say Mazel Tov M-M-Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov, Mazel Tov niqqa, Mazel Tov b**hes give me head (Mazel Tov)