Missions Lyrics – ItsParkDale

Missions Lyrics by ItsParkDale

I’m on the block, and I’m tryna go get it
These goofies, they hatin’ and movin’ so weird
Bustin’ it down, and breakin’ the pack
And 36 O’s in a f#ckin’ brick

Not thousand gram, now, you can get pitched
All these money, I don’t need no b#tch
I’m on the block and I’m tryna go get it
Now, come in my way, gon’ end up in a ditch

Keep in these streets, don’t talk to no cops
Don’t want XD’s, only want Glocks
Glock 19, it came with a drum and a switch
Now, watch me clear in the spot

Goofies, they hatin’ and movin’ so weird
Slide on your block, and we shoot when we near
Aim for his face, now, aim for his body
Now, aim for the group, now, watch it get cleared

I’m on a mission, I’m tryna go get it
Now, 500 grand for a chain
Glock 19, it came with a drum and a switch
When we shootin’ my goonies are so insane

You can get pitched or you can get stained
Not putting in work, not putting in pain
Live on the block, not live from page
Now free my bro that’s locked in the cage

We doin’ them drills, slidin’ on blocks
You a victim, don’t talk to no cops
You can get pitched, don’t matter the cost
Bro so crazy, bro so got

Life so crazy, life so hot
Like a Coke can, you can get popped
Drop him, drop him on the spot
Now, do it so neat, don’t worry about the cops

I’m in the trap, and I’m breaking it down
Pour me a baby, and I’m melting it down
Four on baby when I’m hittin’ the stove
Jumpin’ in spots that nobody knows

I’m on a mission, I’m tryna go get it
Stackin’ my bread, and stackin’ my digits
Movin’ the pack, and I’m movin’ consistent
Don’t need no help, and I don’t need no assistant

Movin’ the pack, and I don’t need no help
Stack so big, a thousand
Movin’ around a portable stove
A four on a baby, you know how it goes

I’m on a mission, I’m tryna go get it
Stack so big, and it look like a midget
Youngins go crazy, youngins go mod
You can get pitched for a bounce of soft

I’m on the block, and I’m tryna go get it
These goofies, they hatin’ and movin’ so weird
Bustin’ it down, and breakin’ the pack
And 36 O’s in a f#ckin’ brick

Not thousand gram, now, you can get pitched
All this money, I don’t need no b#tch
I’m on the block and I’m tryna go get it
Now, come in my way, gon’ end up in a ditch
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ItsParkDale Lyrics – Missions

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Missions