MMA (part. Raul Clyde)

Alright, bro, here’s the deal, man
Pipo hit me up, the husband of the girl you’re seeing
He’s looking for you to give you a whole lot of trouble, dude, 'cause you’re messing with her
So you better watch out, get outta here, move it

You go and come back (uh-eh)
With that guy, he’s got you like a boomerang (boomerang)
I’ve got enough problems already, don’t want more (nah, nah)
Because of your bad choices, I’m the one who’s gonna pay (eh, eh)
I can’t let you go, nor do I want to, 'cause

You’re my Toki, baby, I’m your criminal
We can’t let anyone see, can’t let people find out, no
When I finally got a taste, I got hooked
Your boyfriend will want trouble if he finds out you’re with a player

I don’t know how to fight (don’t know), I don’t know MMA
But if I have to, for you I’ll take a stab (a stab)
And let them come here (and let them come here), I’ve got it all locked down
I’m not going to throw punches, but I’ve got bullets to spare

I know you’ve got an ex who’s said to be a gangster
He’s got a crew, they’re ready to roll
I’ve got one too (eh), even though I’m not a thug (ah-ah)
But I’ll go all out for anyone who wants to mess with me

With me, you’re wild, with him you’re not doing anything
He doesn’t know what we do (we do), how we get down
Better he doesn’t know anything, 'cause I’ve got you locked down (ah-ah)
I bought a vest so they don’t turn me into a target

I don’t know how to fight (I don’t know how to fight), I don’t know MMA (I don’t know MMA)
But if I have to, for you I’ll take a stab (ah-ah)
And let them come here (and let them come here), I’ve got it all locked down (I’ve got it all locked down)
I’m not going to throw punches, but I’ve got bullets to spare

Last night I dreamed I emptied the clip
Your girl got flirty 'cause I hit it better than you
Tell her you don’t want him, that if he touches you, he’s dead
'Cause you’re not alone, you came with the Glamour Crew today
But if he thinks he’s tough, tell him to come to the party and we’ll settle it (let’s kill each other)
I’m a street cat, I’ve only got three lives left, and for you, I’ll risk two more (the glamour crew)

I don’t know how to fight (I don’t know how to fight), I don’t know MMA (I don’t know MMA)
But if I have to, for you I’ll take a stab (a stab)
And let them come here (and let them come here), I’ve got it all locked down
I’m not going to throw punches, but I’ve got bullets to spare

The Glamour Crew and the 49
Yeah, yeah
We’re not leaving here, take [?]
Yeah, yeah
And I don’t care if he’s your ex or your boyfriend
I don’t have money, babe, but I’ll raise the [?]
I don’t know why you hate me so much
If you’ve already turned the page, hey, you don’t want him, babe
Hahaha
You really are streetwise, hahaha