MANGO MANGO MANGO 🥭 🥭🥭

In the game it’s all about the practice; iverson I won’t call you simba but I will say that your lyin son Now we gettin into it Go and start to practice if you wanna make good music Im showin up on time you.. truant Dropping outta classes so your ass is fucking Clueless When it comes to English you should go and read a book I am Feeling like an earthquake , when I go and get ‘em shook I got so many recipes but I’m not a cook I swear to the death of me that ima make em look Cuz Im born and raised in the golden state, no green Your came up outta Wilmington and turned into a feen Your not on my level, I’m in a different scene My tracks are on fire and your tracks are benzoline Now you talkin bout how you go and always Kill the shit I cut up loose ends and your looking like some licorice This is not the time , the clock is still ticking bitch I can show the artist that to me you are some chicken shit Omg that mango How come everybody wanna whip him like Durango’s living on the west coast but i got insane flows On the scene and recording everything bang bros The hunter killed the fox Had to shoot him twice but the heart still stopped Someone grab the chalk, I got him in a box And without a second thought I know you fucking lost brah