Mona Rad ft. D-Lux Lyrics

Mona Rad

50 Likes ain't viral, are you high

All these niggas cap, all y'all do is lie

Smack you with my hand like you a fly

They be tryna paint me as the bad guy

Why won't you paint me as Mona Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad

(Paint me bitch)

Mona, Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad

(You are snitch)

Mona Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad

(Your highness)

Mona Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad

(Address Me bitch)

I'm the best

Y'all impressed

Look at your song

Look at this mess

You should be embarrassed by this shit

On a higher level so i flex

Driving me insane, Driving me mad

I am Rad and Rad is bad

Pop u hoes like a tire that's flat

I'm so famous, call me Mona Rad

Address me as your highness

Make me sick like sinus

Can't see i'm the king, that's blindness

Like Juice Wrld, call me righteous

Never been on my way to the top

Always been there and you have not

I cause you pain like a blood clot

Fuck Latto, but i'll still try to hit the jackpot

Bitches be gross

They do the most

Wrist so icy

Always stay froze

Try to diss me?

You cannot roast

Look at all these spots i rose

Takin' ya spot, keepin it classy

Attitude stank, bitch are you gassy?

Look at these diamonds, stay hella flashy

All of ya songs suck if you ask me

I sit on my throne while you bitches watch

I got hot , looked at my watch

Got a lotta green, nose full of snot

Haters be mad so they be plotting plotting

Always jotting jotting

I get to blocking blocking

I'm who they mocking mocking

I cannot see him, see him

Tory? go free him, free him

I'll always be him, be him

I'll always defeat him, feat him

Look at all these niggas

Tryna paint me

Mona lisa? who is that?

I'm Mona R-A-D

We don't do that shit

Keep that over there

Best to ever do it

If not, Show me where

You think this a game

This ain't truth or dare

I must be the hottest nigga

The way all y'all stare

50 Likes ain't viral, are you high

All these niggas cap, all y'all do is lie

Smack you with my hand like you a fly

They be tryna paint me as the bad guy

Why won't you paint me as Mona Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad

(Paint me bitch)

Mona, Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad

(You are snitch)

Mona Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad

(Your highness)

Mona Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad, Rad

(Address Me bitch)

Imma take you on a thrill

You gon' scream

Got no money for the bills

You gon' weep

I don't need no damn pills

I need cream

These fakes have no skill

No mainstream

Okay, who tryna fuck they esteem

Playing for the wrong team

Who tryna fuck up they fame

For 5 centuries of shame

Rad asked me for a feature on this song called Mona Rad

Now I got a decent future

Unlike you hoes selling crack

Yeah, rapping like this is an art

Really I'm doing my part

Auction this verse for a milly

Hang the lyrics with da Vinci

Get to the party looking real classy

Go buy some vodka, that shit is pricey Turn my attention, look at Ms. Kitty She Throw up and gag? Bitch that shit's nasty

D-Lux on this track

While you bitches are wack

I'll send you the addy, when i get home

You bitches are sick, need tylonol

Get a top ten then it free fall

Not using the bathroom when you stall

Get me a birken, don't care the cost

You niggas need to go

Can't do this rap shit no more

You ask for a feature, bitch i decline, cline

You gotta pay for this, bitch this is a fine, fine

All the girls, yea they want me 'cause i'm fine, fine

Aging like wine, wine

Bitch where's the hype, hype

Ain't no fucking hype, hype (kuh)