Mass Appeal

Aye, I got mass appeal

Blowing up all around the world and back for real

Blew through half a mill

That lil' money you flexin' ain't cash, for real

I pop tags for real

You can call Louie right now, my bag for real

This car fast for real

Ain't even come with no brakes, all gas for real uh

Aye, I got mass appeal

Blowing up all around the world and back for real

Blew through half a mill

That lil' money you flexin' ain't cash, for real

I pop tags for real

You can call Louie right now, my bag for real

This car fast for real

Ain't even come with no brakes, all gas for real uh

I just left from ATL, but know I'm comin' right back

If I lose this money, just know imma make it right back

If i take ya girl, keep calm, jus know I send her right back

She drownin' in this currency, it's hard for her to fight that

I got humph you got what I got cheeez

Yeah i'm still I'm school (uh uh)

Please don't test me (uh)

I keep secrets baby, I won't tell the world what I know

Brodie (humph humph humph)

He a knock you off ya high horse

I got humph, you got what, I got cheeez

Yeah i'm still I'm school (uh)

Please don't test me

I keep secrets baby, I won't tell the world what I know

Brodie (humph humph humph)

He a knock you off ya high horse

Aye, I got mass appeal

Blowing up all around the world and back for real

Blew through half a mill

That lil' money you flexin' ain't cash, for real

I pop tags for real

You can call Louie right now, my bag for real

This car fast for real

Ain't even come with no brakes, all gas for real uh

Aye, I got mass appeal

Blowing up all around the world and back for real

Blew through half a mill

That lil' money you flexin' ain't cash, for real

I pop tags for real

You can call Louie right now, my bag for real

This car fast for real

Ain't even come with no brakes, all gas for real uh

You neva gon reach this level

You neva gon touch this flow (uh uh)

Walkin designer, I'm fly, my feet neva touch the flo

These boys still tryna get in the game

But they neva even touch the doe

Thuggin' it out, remember they counted me out

Now i wanna count sum mo (uh uh)

Chrome heart denim, i'm in em

I'm thinkn bout buyin the sto (uh uh)

These rappers be thinkin, I feel em

But really they don't even know (uh uh)

Don't got no time for these interviews

Really I'm ready to go (uh uh)

Going too fast in this track hawk

We neva taking it slow (uh uh)

I got humph, you got what, I got cheeez

Yeah i'm still I'm school (uh)

Please don't test me

I keep secrets, baby I won't tell the world what I know

Brodie (humph humph humph)

He a knock you off ya high horse

Aye, I got mass appeal

Blowing up all around the world and back for real

Blew through half a mill

That lil' money you flexin' ain't cash, for real

I pop tags for real

You can call Louie right now, my bag for real

This car fast for real

Ain't even come with no brakes, all gas for real uh

Aye, I got mass appeal

Blowing up all around the world and back for real

Blew through half a mill

That lil' money you flexin' ain't cash, for real

I pop tags for real

You can call Louie right now, my bag for real

This car fast for real

Ain't even come with no brakes, all gas for real uh

I got mass appeal

I got mass appeal