BlueBucksClan - Mind Of A Maniac lyrics

Big 42s, you can't step with me
(You can't step with me)
In the chair for an hour, yeah
He wettin' it (yeah, he wettin')
You'll never fuck the hoes
That be lettin' me (yeah, never)
Why these broke-ass niggas tryna lecture me?
(Broke-ass niggas)
I'm that nigga all the bad bitches pestering
(I'm that nigga)
Shooting thousands in the kitchen, yeah
Who bettin' me?
(yeah, who bettin'? Baby E made this beat)
I would hate to tell my
Niggas that you threatened me
(Hate to tell my niggas)
Clan got this shit locked
Ain't no questioning
(Ain't no questioning)
Bitches ain't tryna top, why we messaging?
(Fuck is we messaging?)
Stuff a 'Wood, put a lot, I smoke excellent
(Put a lot) big foreign hoggin' up
The fuckin' intersection (yeah)
Big racks on me, tennis lesson
(Tennis lesson)
This bitch so bad, yeah, she interesting
(yeah, she interesting)
Why you fuckin' with that lame?
That's the biggest question (That lame)
Every time we in the club
We got the biggest section (BucksClan)

Walkin' in the club
Bringin' blowers through the exit
(Through the exit)
I like bitches with some ass
Can't be anorexic (Can't do it)
Three phones full of bitches
This shit gettin' hectic
(Shit gettin' hectic)
Yeah, they love me in my city
I'm a living legend (Lil' nigga)
I like hittin' all the bitches
That I couldn't get (On my mama)
It's a couple great toppers
That I really miss (On God)
In a Prada bucket hat like I'm Money Mitch
(Money Mitch)
Starin' at her while she catch it, yeah
I'm finna piss (Finna piss)
On the yacht with my pole
Like I'm finna fish (Finna fish)
Leavin' niggas at the dock
I said only bitches (Only bitches)
Throw that bitch in race mode
We ain't hittin' switches (Hell naw)
Time to buy some more bags
All my bitches trippin' (Trippin')
Thick bitches in the pool
But they skinny dippin' (Skinny dippin')
V12 in this foreign, I got plenty engine
Two thousand dollar shoes
Could've bought a lemon (Nigga)
I had bitches over every time I got suspended
(On my mama)

Niggas hurt about these hoes, yeah, so what?
(Niggas hurt) yeah, I heard I'm the reason
Why y'all broke up (I'm the reason)
Late night
Your bitch text me sayin' smoke up
(Smoke up)
Took me one take to hit her, wait, hold up
(Wait, hold up)
Pussy wasn't all that fire, got my hopes up
(Got my hopes up) this shirt on my back cost
A thousand Pro Clubs (Six hundred)
Gave my bitch a thousand, here
Get your toes done (yeah)

My bitch want a shopping spree
Finna go to Saks (Finna go)
Big headed, ballin' on these niggas
Feel like Jarrett Jack (Jarrett Jack)
Told her we gon' probably end
Up fuckin' if we interact (Yes, we is)
Told her she could bring another friend
And she was into that (Is you into that?)
She like she just want her
One-on-one like she Kyla Pratt (One-on-one)
DJ with me breakin' 'Woods
Down like a lumberjack (Lumberjack)
Spent a couple thousand on this 'fit
Where the cameras at? (Bring 'em out)
Can't believe she met me
This bitch almost had a heart attack
Head super dope, she got the mind of a maniac
(She ain't got no mind)