Bino Rideaux x Young Thug - Mismatch (Remix) Posted by RAP OU CRĒVE 18 SEP 2020, 10:36 Share this : Share this: 580 Share this : Share this: Subscribe to RAP OU CRĒVE Share this : Share this: 0 LYRICS Chorus: Bino RideauxJumped up off the porch, I brought them big racks back, yeahTook my nigga, we gotta go get back that, yeahCold-hearted nigga, get your bitch backAll my niggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeahShorty, know I fuck with you but low-keyI could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeahPressure about no bitch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeahI been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeahVerse 1: Bino RideauxPull up on that bitch, hear my shit knockin'I'm gon' put them Christians on, rest in peace to PopI can't find no red around, niggas sippin' Wock'Played this at my momma house, she like, "Nigga, drop it"Stop it, if he ain't with us, my dog gon' lock inPull up in that dawn, shе like, "Baby, where your top at?"Shorty trying to fuck mе, I'm like, "Baby ,where your top at?"I know they hate that I'm on now, you niggas need to stop thatRest on peace, I be on granny porch thumbing hundreds nowI can't see nobody making no noise, we gon' dumb it downThought my dog was gon' live forever, called me like, "They gunned him down"Nigga got exposed, now that nigga never come aroundI love the streets, I'm proud of what it made meHeavy hustler, I got to provide it for my babyGot to stay on my toes, they wanna flame meBeen around them racks, it ain't gone change me, nah for realChorus: Bino RideauxJumped up off the porch, I brought them big racks back, yeahTook my nigga, we gotta go get back that, yeahCold-hearted nigga, get your bitch backAll my niggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeahShorty, know I fuck with you but low-keyI could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeahPressure about no bitch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeahI been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeahVerse 2: Young ThugTold your momma that your daddy is a jabroniTold him I don't play no games, not no SonyI told that baby watch my dick and not my homiesFuckin' rich niggas gon' get you macaroniYou ran up on this foreign nigga then I'm goin' ghostI told my mom feed me baguettes and big ol' stones when I dieI told lil' mama call my phone if I stole or burglarizedYou a genie in a bottle 'cause you keep me up at night, yeah-yeahKeep big diamonds on your ass, yeah-yeah (Ayy)Tea cup poodle in your bag, yeah-yeahShe cuttin' up my love with a machete (Machete)I lied, but I told her I was ready (I'm so ready)I tryna be the one to lick your blood when you bleed, yeahTrust in you, baby, put your trust in meI heard it was cap love, it was lusted when they sneezeSo I pull out every time and I bust on your teeth, yeahChorus: Bino RideauxJumped up off the porch, I brought them big racks back, yeahTook my nigga, we gotta go get back that, yeahCold-hearted nigga, get your bitch backAll my niggas on now, can't be out here mix matched, yeah-yeahShorty, know I fuck with you but low-keyI could really change your life, I got it on me, yeah-yeahPressure about no bitch, that's what I don't need, yeah-yeahI been out getting rich all by my lonely, yeah-yeah Back to: Videos Clips