“Mustache” is the lead single from up-and-coming hip-hop/pop artist Mykii J and will be featured on his forthcoming debut album titled “Music 4 Mutants Vol. 1”. “Mustache” is a sexy, hard-hitting club song.

The song’s instrumental is heavily inspired by Arabic music, combining sitar riffs with pulsating drumbeats, making it a unique, modern hip-hop record. Mykii J, confidently and effortlessly, exhibits his rap and bedroom skills on the club-banger, “Mustache” available on all streaming platforms on Friday, July 2nd, 2021.

LYRICS:

Verse 1:

Yeah, I need three b*tches and two n*ggas, I’m Making a Band, no Diddy

Dropped 2 books and some freestyles, now I’m feelin’ all high-saditty

I got the blunt rolled and a bottle of bub for whoever tryna vibe with me

And if they wanna suck on the kid, then it’s “How You Doin?” like Wendy.

Uh, the d*ck still cold, I call it nippy

La Vida Loca, no I’m not Lucy, I’m more like Ricky

Back it up and give me 50, you haters ain’t f*ckin’ with me

Mykii J’s a brand, no Reebok I’m more like Fendi.

Uh, I’m prolly ‘bout to send this sh*t to Gregg Nitty

Watch and learn, I’m finna blow, I’m gon’ pop like Jiffy

Oh yeah, I’m real, see, I’m reppin’ every block in Philly

We ain’t built the same my world is different, that’s word to Whitley.

I tell’em, I’m the white ranger, no Saba

I said, baby, call me Sada, I got choppas

This is only chapter one in Mykii’s saga

B*tch, I’m Darth Vader like, Luke, I’m your father.

A n*gga hungry, tryna see what I’ma eat today

Serve it like Serena, ain’t got time for playin’ Keep-Away

And if you want a ride, you ain’t gotta ask

You know what to do, sit it on my mustache.

Hook:

Shawty, come on over, sit it on my mustache

On my mustache, on my, on my mustache

Set it down and ride it, you don’t need a buss pass

Need a buss pass, need a, need a buss pass.

Shawty, come on over, sit it on my mustache

On my mustache, on my, on my mustache

Set it down and ride it, you don’t need a buss pass

Need a buss pass, need a, need a buss pass.

Verse 2:

Yeah, they addicted ‘cause I spit crack on the microphone

Bend it, let me see that crack, blow it like an aerophone

I want the cake, let me tap it like a vibraphone

I’ma make ya Scream like Sidney, don’t need a megaphone.

I’m a ninja my n*gga just call me, Tum-Tum

I’ma eat the treat if you promise to give the yum-yum

Beat it like a drum, pitty-pat, pa rum pum-pum-pum

You don’t want them lames, they corny, they sh*t be humdrum.

Dressed in all black, tuxedo mask, call me Darien

An up-and-coming star, and I f*ck like a barbarian

They say they want the meat, they like f*ck a vegetarian

Well, baby, I’ma dog betta call your veterinarian.

Uh, I’m gluten-free but I still want the bread

No cap, baby, uh, just give me head

This is how you put a grown man to bed

Jason Derulo, it’s all in ya head.

Let’s split this scene like Andale

Grab the stick then ride it like Hyundai

You know I keep three stacks like Andre

And your body ain’t a snack, it’s entrée

Now, let’s play! Mmm, yeah, let’s go.

Hook:

Shawty, come on over, sit it on my mustache

On my mustache, on my, on my mustache

Set it down and ride it, you don’t need a buss pass

Need a buss pass, need a, need a buss pass.

Shawty, come on over, sit it on my mustache

On my mustache, on my, on my mustache

Set it down and ride it, you don’t need a buss pass

Need a buss pass, need a, need a buss pass.

Outro:

I leave them all feelin’ weak, wit’ them knobby knees

Word to Jhene, I’ma eat it like groceries

I leave them all feelin’ weak, wit’ them knobby knees

Word to Jhene, I’ma eat it like groceries

And That’s It!