Kenzo Balla - Maybach lyrics
[Kenzo Balla - Maybach lyrics]
I know you so well, so well
(Ransom, you fucked this up)
I mean, I can do anything that he can (Elvis)
I've been pretty-
Pray a lot, i'on know where I'm going
Shot a nigga, pop a perc', now I'm flowin'
This the life that I live, I ain't jokin'
Feds on my dick 'cause I'm totin'
Mama cryin', told her
"Keep all your bail money"
And they tried to cut me, they scared of me
Dirty niggas can't afford this Maybach
Got a same day on my Maybach i done
They ain't thinkin' I'm walkin' wit' it
Ran off on the plug, now I'm paranoid
Down bad, make you wanna go start a war
On that corner, same fit
Just different drawers
Me and Naz dropped out, we just wanted more
Just wanted to shop at Amiri store
Big licks, still hittin' that for sure
Big sticks, still clickin' that for sure
Go to court, see a opp, and I'm duckin' life
Lil' nigga got hit just for clutchin'
Hit 'em up, no, we ain't for discussion
Off a perc', bitch, know when I'm bussin'
Fuck it and suck it, she told me she love it
After tonight, they don't see us in public
Drillin' and rappin', the feds be on it
I can't complain, I be gone by the morning
With the wokks, and we came just to run it up
Niggas envy 'cause niggas can't fuck with us
Sip a four, pour a wock in my double cup
I just bought a 40, run up, I'ma dump
I ain't tryna go back to my old way
Been official since back in the old days
If he spot them niggas, it's a close case
Bet these hallows gon' take
Off his whole face
On my doley, just needed my own space
I just hope you don't leave when I need you
In my feelings, got me feelin' evil
I'm not like these niggas, we ain't equal
Talkin' hot, better duck when I see you
How you talk crazy but run when I see?
Smokin' Mexxy, shit hit like a needle
Hop out the V, i'ma up it and leave you
Got Rayy Balla wit' me, shit get mixy
Call up Chase, we got 50 for 50
Movin' wocky, totin' on this stitchy
We the Makks that put on for the 50's
Drippy demons, we runnin' the city
Opps be dissin' but they runnin' ricky
She sees me and she poppin' her titties
We them niggas that really get busy
And tell me why these opp niggas dissin'
My niggas winnin', they niggas ain't spinnin'
Get up close, I can't shoot from a distance
Fuck making piece, I'm tryna get 'em finished
Got some niggas still stuck in the kitchen
Doin' what ever just to get the chicken
Call up Pdot and we on a mission
We hit our targets, we not into missin'
(Ransom, you fucked this up)
I mean, I can do anything that he can (Elvis)
I've been pretty-
Pray a lot, i'on know where I'm going
Shot a nigga, pop a perc', now I'm flowin'
This the life that I live, I ain't jokin'
Feds on my dick 'cause I'm totin'
Mama cryin', told her
"Keep all your bail money"
And they tried to cut me, they scared of me
Dirty niggas can't afford this Maybach
Got a same day on my Maybach i done
They ain't thinkin' I'm walkin' wit' it
Ran off on the plug, now I'm paranoid
Down bad, make you wanna go start a war
On that corner, same fit
Just different drawers
Me and Naz dropped out, we just wanted more
Just wanted to shop at Amiri store
Big licks, still hittin' that for sure
Big sticks, still clickin' that for sure
Go to court, see a opp, and I'm duckin' life
Lil' nigga got hit just for clutchin'
Hit 'em up, no, we ain't for discussion
Off a perc', bitch, know when I'm bussin'
Fuck it and suck it, she told me she love it
After tonight, they don't see us in public
Drillin' and rappin', the feds be on it
I can't complain, I be gone by the morning
With the wokks, and we came just to run it up
Niggas envy 'cause niggas can't fuck with us
Sip a four, pour a wock in my double cup
I just bought a 40, run up, I'ma dump
I ain't tryna go back to my old way
Been official since back in the old days
If he spot them niggas, it's a close case
Bet these hallows gon' take
Off his whole face
On my doley, just needed my own space
I just hope you don't leave when I need you
In my feelings, got me feelin' evil
I'm not like these niggas, we ain't equal
Talkin' hot, better duck when I see you
How you talk crazy but run when I see?
Smokin' Mexxy, shit hit like a needle
Hop out the V, i'ma up it and leave you
Got Rayy Balla wit' me, shit get mixy
Call up Chase, we got 50 for 50
Movin' wocky, totin' on this stitchy
We the Makks that put on for the 50's
Drippy demons, we runnin' the city
Opps be dissin' but they runnin' ricky
She sees me and she poppin' her titties
We them niggas that really get busy
And tell me why these opp niggas dissin'
My niggas winnin', they niggas ain't spinnin'
Get up close, I can't shoot from a distance
Fuck making piece, I'm tryna get 'em finished
Got some niggas still stuck in the kitchen
Doin' what ever just to get the chicken
Call up Pdot and we on a mission
We hit our targets, we not into missin'