DROP IT MANGO THE ONLY (Ft. XELISHURT)

[Verse 1: Mango The Only]
Edge up his face and mess up the place
Call up the masons then suffocate
Fuck up his faith and murder the cake
Wake out the booth of 300 degrees

Don’t fuck around
Don’t fuck around
Don’t fuck around
Don’t fuck around
Don’t fuck around
Don’t fuck around
Don’t fuck around
Don’t fuck around

I feel pressure coming at me
Like a monday, I feel
Lead up on my head like it’s
The first date, I feel
Like I’m at the club, say wassup to me
Chop it up like cutlery
I finesse a burglary
Nothing coming in between
Mango and the music I be
Aiming up no archery
Eat like I’m mufasa
And I fight like it’s wakanda
Pussy chocolate willy wonka
Make a project in the sauna