Offset, DDG - Bulletproof Maybach lyrics

[Offset, DDG - Bulletproof Maybach lyrics]

Forges on the Lambo
We got cameras on the mantle

Forges on the Lambo
We got cameras on the mantle
Backseat of the Phantom
This the mob just like Sopranos
Hot just like a candle
We had opps and I bought ammo
We got Glocks and you get popped
Life a gamble
Bulletproof Maybach, chopper on the seat
Chopper like Ajax cleaning up the streets
If you smoke
Get your payback and keep it in the streets
Hundred thousand needs, Virgil on the feet
Make out with the Draco
Make love when you bleed
Diamonds big ol' karats
Making Bugs Bunny freeze
They gon’ have him rest
I put my cuz on the team
R-IP the pistol, we was thugs on the scene

Blood, sweat and tears
I been grinding shit for years
I done popped another pill
I'm tryna keep my temper chill
Put that money to my ear
'cause only racks is what I hear
Only God is who I fear and
I need equity and deals pJ flying in the G5
Thinkin’ 'bout the shit I was gonna do with
The money when I was knee high
Shit get serious, TI
Remember my nigga got killed 'cause
He took that niggas 35
Investing all my bills
I was tryna get out the northside
I ain't told no lie, I been having 45
Go look up my, shit, we proud of me
I slow down bulletproof the president
You never know it go down
Living in the fast life
Momma told me need to slow down

Forges on the Lambo
We got cameras on the mantle
Backseat of the Phantom
This the mob just like Sopranos
Hot just like a candle
We had opps and I bought ammo
We got Glocks and you get popped
Life a gamble
Bulletproof Maybach, chopper on the seat
Chopper like Ajax cleaning up the streets
If you smoke
Get your payback and keep it in the streets
Hundred thousand needs, Virgil on the feet
Make out with the Draco
Make love when you bleed
Diamonds big ol' karats
Making Bugs Bunny freeze
They gon' have him rest
I put my cuz on the team
R-IP the pistol, we was thugs on the scene

Yeah, took a Tesla pill
I'm up like, fuck, I need to rest, for real
I know all these hoes wanna fuck
'cause I got sex appeal
Gotta keep a pole in the truck in case
I gotta kill different way home when I cut
You know I got a meal
Catch me outside, I’m on my Dr phil
Heard you got a crib in your song
But what you got for real?
I sleep where I own, look, bruh
I got expensive bills

I be spending so damn much
That my accountant losin’ count
I got bitches on my dick that's
Tryna fuck with me for clout
I need backup ’fore I walk up
In this club or bitch, i'm out
Too much jewelry in my room
I'm just gon' fuck her on my couch
I’m that nigga, I'm that nigga
I'm that nigga, yeah, i know
Why my ex keep speaking on me? 'Cause
She know that I'm the GOAT
I be high but just off weed
These LA bitches be on coke
I be movin' with security
But still I wanna tote
I'ma benefit the people
That don't fuck with me for me
Tryna sneak into my circle
Then they think that I don't peep
Bought Lamborghini, yerc'
That bitch faster than that Jeep
I make plays that last forever
I make money in my sleep
Niggas think shit sweet, because the internet
Beefing over interviews for streams
Can't get into that
Niggas really pussy when they see me
There ain't none of that
Niggas out here fiendin' for my bitch
But you ain't touchin' that
I just came from Vegas
I just lost another fifty at Beyonce party
I just chopped it up with Drizzy
Niggas say you switched up but I didn't
I'm just busy
Lookin' at these diamonds way too long
Will make me dizzy

Interpretation for


Add Interpretation

Add extended interpretation

If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!

Latest added interpretations to lyrics

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Interpret