Coi Leray - Mission Impossible 

 Lyric Coi Leray Mission Impossible 

 They be like Coi you changed 

No bae, I just got worse 

See the pain in my eye

He don’t know what she worth 

Got the shit out the mud

That shit came from the dirt

It feel like mission impossible 

Going in circles my life like an obstacle

Watch who you rolling with

They may not rock with you 

Vintage Chanel I love my brand new pocketbook

Trend setter baby, know we unstoppable 

Please watch your mouth better know who you talking to 

Cut a nigga off baby I’m tired of you 

Broke bitches throwing shade it’s a lot of you 

Rick Owens denim, strings hang down to my Prada boots 

Have my crip nigga leave a blue tip inside of you

Not everybody can go up to the top with you

If its up then its stuck with you 

Look at the money and say baby no 

I’m in love with you

Yeah its crazy 

Can’t believe I made it 

Marathon bitch this ain’t no race 

Came up throw it all in they face 

Niggas favorite

Yeah your niggas favorite 

Two tone rollie box and papers

Fuck them niggas 

Ima winner

My respect is not given its earned baby 

Thought I wasn’t on one, when you gone learn baby

We get love when we in a Mercedes

Count up millions but I’m still a nerd lady 

Yeah they know how I’m livin’

I’m the same bout it 

If that shit keep on workin’ I stay bout it

I’m just worried bout green like I dream on it

Heard they talkin bout me better change topics

They tryin’ to think bout a way out

They want the sauce and the lay out 

I took control of my life and then sent it

I had to hope I would make it out

They movin’ funny I’m changin’ routes 

If they wear what I’m wearin’ I change it out  

Why care what they been bout? 

Follow what they been now 

They be like Coi you changed 

No bae, I just got worse 

See the pain in my eye

He don’t know what she worth 

Got the shit out the mud

That shit came from the dirt

It feel like mission impossible 

Going in circles my life like an obstacle

Watch who you rolling with

They may not rock with you 

Vintage Chanel I love my brand new pocketbook

Trend setter baby, know we unstoppable 

Please watch your mouth better know who you talking to 

Cut a nigga off baby I’m tired of you 

Broke bitches throwing shade it’s a lot of you 

Rick Owens denim, strings hang down to my Prada boots 

Have my crip nigga leave a blue tip inside of you

Not everybody can go up to the top with you

If its up then its stuck with you 

Look at the money and say baby no 

I’m in love with you

Yeah its crazy 

Can’t believe I made it 

Marathon bitch this ain’t no race 

Came up throw it all in they face 

Niggas favorite

Yeah your niggas favorite 

Two tone rollie box and papers

Fuck them niggas 

Ima winner