Lyrics:
tryin', tryin', tryin')
(To get you under my pressure)
Yes, uh
Biggest, you feel me? (M-M-M-Maybach Music)
Godfather with a garden full of snakes
thing everything pur
As I look around they don't do it like my clique (Maybach Music)
And all this bad bitches man they want the
they want the, they
Got the type of money that can buy you a
First class flight to the moon hoe
Black Bar Mitzvah, Jewish Mafia nigga
Maybach music
October 30th,
problems
(M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)
Out in Vegas like Lamar, third floor Tropicana
Fascinated with the cars, smokin' dope in the Phantom
Teflon's
Young Renzel, line two
Young A.B. I got this ya dig?
Yeah, yo (M-M-M-Maybach Music)
I love my rude bitches, end up as new bitches
Skippin' school
Rozay, Meek Milly, and Billy
Too good to be true
Another one
Maybach Music
I'm so high, cheers to the sky
I come alive in the night
Them
out alive (M-M-Maybach Music)
Horror stories, my mama made it through the Holocaust
Candle burnin', them people came to cut the power off
Full
The imperial
(Maybach Music)
Money through the roof, and got it falling through the sky
Got me counting money on a Percocet high
Perpetuate
yeah
Only got myself by my side and I keep my circle closed yeah yeah yeah
No ones blowing up my phone and
Everyday I'm on my own
Maybachs and rarris
the fed hack into it, they get bossed on like I'm Massachusetts
Sitting in this Maybach with music
Your head is like Mustard beat and I'll put the ratchet
Maybach Music, it's deeper than the verse baby
It's deeper than the rap
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm
at gap
He hate Lil Ace, cause his music a slap
And I don’t fuck with niggas, I ain't giving no dap
He approaching the Maybach, get shot in his back
Knock
But I thought I told you all you can't control me
Been telling Kobe, rest in peace
(Maybach Music)
Huh
Uh
Tattoos on my back, I call 'em angel's
that
'Bout that, 'bout that
Bitch, I'm 'bout that (yeah)
(Maybach Music)
Livin' like a movie, Eddie Murphy checks (uh)
Holyfield crib, Eddie
is stare
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
M-M-Maybach Music
Your bitch still on my
Sippin' Luc Belaire
Smokin' on this high tolerance
Nothin' but the finest flowers
Please believe it (Maybach music)
Never look at pussy from
on weekends
Real real late when the kids are sleeping
'Tis the season, no more BS music
Watch and learn, see us do this
Geeks here's new shit
Playboy I
Sorta like
Al-Khadda Jadakiss
Cruisin' in the whip
No Security
Except for the stick
Looking for them cats
Who gotta Death Wish
A gun, a knife, a bat,
video games my friends barely see me
It dark and hell is hot by DMX my first cd
Ian buy it I stole it ok I gotta confess
My obsession with music is
Raised up by the same niggas tryna dim my shine
And my brudda hold the 45 it make you see the light
Shawty want me every day I said I'm on my grind
I'll be
Tarantino
M-M-Maybach Music
Yo, you ain't standin' on your word, you lose respect
Man up, check, chest out, check
Chin up, check, discipline, check
yes
Maybach Music
Get you out to France, fly you out to Nice
Or we can chill out in Atlanta, let's enjoy the feast
We can do the spa, we can do
Renzel, uh, yes)
Off of Jupiter Island and they haven't actually moved it just yet"
(Maybach Music)
Watch is set in Baguettes
In my Champion sweats
What is this? (Maybach Music)
I like this Maybach Music
Sweet! Hahahaha
Bugatti Boyz
Yo turn off them motherfuckin' lights
You know what it is
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