The Mission

I'm in the Cayman Islands wilin', while I'm bustin' up the silence

I'm denyin' all vaginas who be claimin' that they rhymin'

Bust up in it like a bando, way too much to handle

I should let you know I know my haters really fans though

Wow, yeah, why the hell you mad?

I'm just bein' me mess around and break the bank

She might shake it on the dash, had her screamin' like the mask

Way ahead you ****, lived your future in my past

Whip it like a flip phone, oh, she love the bone

All you **** big band wagons on my shit, no

You can hop up off that, I just got my sauce back

So way out my mother lovin' mind, I think I lost that

Now let's go

Now let's go

(Yo)

I'm on my 007, yeah, there is no tellin', yeah

What I might do next? What I might have in here?

What I might have in here?

Yeah, I'm on a mission and no one can stop me

You must be trippin', tell Roger to copy

I'm on a mission and no one can stop me

You must be trippin', tell Roger to copy that, let's go

Mama raised a millionaire, self made winner here

****, you a copy of a copy, Build-A-Bear

I only fear the fear of fear and that's not in here

You couldn't even say you ballin' if you had pair

Watch out, donuts like the cop house

So much time in music man I swear I never clock out

Turn X and O's to knock out, make 'em wanna tap out

Now they tryna find me kinda like the trap house

I just had to flip mode, I be hella lit, stove

Whip it, hella, loud you can feel it from the sixth floor

All my Caribbean girl shake it like it's disco

I just had to lay it down (For this show)

Now let's go

Now let's go