The Mission - Dread Pitt

I'm in the Cayman Islands wildin'

While I'm bussin' up the silence

I'm denying all vaginas who be claiming that they rhyming

Buss up in it like the Bando

Way too much to handle

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

Wow why the hell you mad

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

She might shake it on the dash

Had her screaming like the mask

Way ahead you n***as

Lived your future in my past

Whip it like a flip phone

Oh she love the bone

All you n***as big band wagons on my s**t no

You can hop up off that

I just got my sauce back

So way out my mother loving mind

I think I lost that

Now let's go

Now let's go

I'm on my 007 yeah there is no telling yeah

What I might do next what I might have in here

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 tripping tell Roger to copy

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

You must be tripping tell Roger to copy that Let's go

Mama raised a millionaire

Self made winner here

N***a 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 balling even 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