DC The Don - Maverick lyrics
DC The Don [Daijon Cotty Davis] Milwaukee, Wisconsin, U.S. 🇺🇸
[DC The Don - Maverick lyrics]
Ay, this is a Trademark production higher
Higher, we can go higher
Let's just keep it going, we ain’t tired
Closer to the moon, what we desire
It's gon' be fire that shit required
Feel like I am preaching to the choir
Grip the steering wheel, I need a rider
Girl, you better tighten up
It’s clear our motives not adding up
All this love you giving me is not enough
That shit is so confusing, why you acting up?
She don't know, she gotta higher worth
Go ahead and shoot me, like a firework
Baby go bang for me
I move like Clyde, come be my Bonnie
Make it rain for me i got some shooters
That'll make that choppa sang for me
Yup, she ain't have it
Who the fuck you think you is?
You carry too much baggage
Girl, you not the only one
That got problems and habit's
So I'm moving like I'm 41
You're supposed to get some maverick in here
Savage in here
Hold up pipe down it's a mad bitch in here
This year I went crazy
It’s a sad bitch’s year
Switched up on my ex
Now I got racks up in here
I got bags up in here
We got stacks up in here
What the fuck you niggas doing?
Pull your mask up in here
I got niggas from my city
Tryna crash up in here
No, I ain't going out like that so
Pick your ass up in here
That’s why I move when I'm all alone
All this hate they been pouring on
It won't get no better, I hope I'm wrong
Just call my phone, ain’t no coming home
Higher, it can go higher
Let's just keep it going, we ain't tired
Somewhere on the moon, what we desire
It's gon' be fire that shit required
Feel like I am preaching to the choir
Grip the steering wheel, I need a rider
Higher, we can go higher
Let's just keep it going, we ain’t tired
Closer to the moon, what we desire
It's gon' be fire that shit required
Feel like I am preaching to the choir
Grip the steering wheel, I need a rider
Girl, you better tighten up
It’s clear our motives not adding up
All this love you giving me is not enough
That shit is so confusing, why you acting up?
She don't know, she gotta higher worth
Go ahead and shoot me, like a firework
Baby go bang for me
I move like Clyde, come be my Bonnie
Make it rain for me i got some shooters
That'll make that choppa sang for me
Yup, she ain't have it
Who the fuck you think you is?
You carry too much baggage
Girl, you not the only one
That got problems and habit's
So I'm moving like I'm 41
You're supposed to get some maverick in here
Savage in here
Hold up pipe down it's a mad bitch in here
This year I went crazy
It’s a sad bitch’s year
Switched up on my ex
Now I got racks up in here
I got bags up in here
We got stacks up in here
What the fuck you niggas doing?
Pull your mask up in here
I got niggas from my city
Tryna crash up in here
No, I ain't going out like that so
Pick your ass up in here
That’s why I move when I'm all alone
All this hate they been pouring on
It won't get no better, I hope I'm wrong
Just call my phone, ain’t no coming home
Higher, it can go higher
Let's just keep it going, we ain't tired
Somewhere on the moon, what we desire
It's gon' be fire that shit required
Feel like I am preaching to the choir
Grip the steering wheel, I need a rider