Mobile Suit Lyrics – Callon B

Mobile Suit Lyrics by Callon B

I feel like a god in this mobile suit
Mind, body, anything i do i put my soul into
Going through the motions, gotta show and prove
Put my life on the line, that’s why every line quotable

Double o – need a couple those on my check
Come and go, where the money grow, i invest
Hustle flow, keep a bungalow over head
Couple woes, staying humble though, i might flex!

Iron blooded, see me pull up in my gundam
That’s my custom, birthed your style, i feel like sonning
Rise above ’em, shed my light, i reach the summit
B is buzzin’, pick up new chicks in a dungeon

Natsume, i keep a book of friends like tatsumi
I seen ’em meet their end, i’m kanaki
I had to learn to blend, clean my sins, know it’s hard to earn amends
But with each new wave i know the tide will turn again, look

B the beginning, bring in the zenny, now we all drinking the henny
Magic girl tryna bewitch me, she will not tempt me, she end up leaving me empty
Cup fillith over, now i dive in
Change my mindset, and expand my log horizon, thick, yeah

What is it really? i make it pop in the city
I may just hop through the ceiling
Lately my mind fulfilling
Lately my mind on a millie, uh

I run a mission, i’m on it
Advent impala, i’m whipping a red comet
Hop out burning the red carpet
I never beg, i beg your pardon?

I feel like a god in this mobile suit
Mind, body, anything i do i put my soul into
Going through the motions, gotta show and prove
Put my life on the line, that’s why every line quotable

Double o – need a couple those on my check
Come and go, where the money grow, i invest
Hustle flow, keep a bungalow over head
Couple woes, staying humble though, i might flex!

★ verse 2: diggz da prophecy ★
Look, bro, i’m suited up, too advanced when i’m booted up
You just out here talking, not a chance this ain’t new to us
Who the f#ck he think he is? b#tch, i’m cool as f#ck

This is a new model for the fans, look, i’m moving up
Uh, this your pilot, not the first flight
Bro, you better sit calm and keep quiet, yeah, you heard right
Ain’t even my shift up in this b#tch, i usually work nights

But these b#tches hungry for my wood, i guess they termites
I demand, watch me pull up in that rx
It’s just too easy, this ain’t even been a hard flex
Trolling outer space, don’t forget me when the squad text

Lot of magazines, if you talking like you complex
I’m god blessed, ain’t no telling what i’m finna do
Thought i was a problem, it gets better when i get the crew
On deck with this paper, i’m just waiting like a printer queue

I feel like a god in this mobile suit
Mind, body, anything i do i put my soul into
Going through the motions, gotta show and prove
Put my life on the line, that’s why every line quotable

Double o – need a couple those on my check
Come and go, where the money grow, i invest
Hustle flow, keep a bungalow over head
Couple woes, staying humble though, i might flex!
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Callon B Lyrics – Mobile Suit

Callon B

Mobile Suit