Robb Bank$, XXXTENTACION, Ski Mask the Slump God - MAY I lyrics

May I, may I may I, may I (Huh, ayy)
May I, may I, may I (Ayy) , may I
May I, may I, may I (I'm working on dying)

May I flex, may I flex (Ayy ayy)
May I flex, may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy) , may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy ayy) , may I flex (Ayy)
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh (Ayy)
Feel like Martin Luther, huh
Except I keep a Ruger, huh (Wooh)
I can't sleep, she on my body
I tell her cut, no movie, huh, hey ayy
May I flex, may I flex (Ayy ayy)
May I flex, may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy) , may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy ayy) , may I flex (SSET)
May I

Flex in the back of the matte truck
Yeah, I ride in the back of the Bach, huh
That's why I ride with the
Tints in the black truck
Bullet proof masked up, big
38 back, back, boy, back up
Infidelity run through me mind like
My last name motherfuckin' Castro
And the ice by Gima but the shit came from
Scotland the way I made the glass glow
(Mwah)
Bitch, we steppin' on them niggas, ayy
Steppin' on them niggas
Bitch, we reppin' on them niggas, bitch
We reppin' on them niggas
I'll blitz the fuck nigga
I'll hit the fuck nigga
I'll get up on him broad day
And pop the nigga melon, uh
Left that nigga stank
Tell me who gon' rob the bank?
Pull up ridin' in a tank
See my opp you know I crank
Hoes see me, yeah, they faint
Lil' mama want a taste
Let me bust it in her face
Better eat me on her lunch break

May I flex, may I flex (Ayy ayy)
May I flex, may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy) , may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy ayy) , may I flex (Ayy)
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh (Ayy)
Feel like Martin Luther, huh
Except I keep a Ruger, huh (Wooh)
I can't sleep, she on my body
I tell her cut, no movie, huh, hey ayy
May I flex, may I flex (Ayy ayy)
May I flex, may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy) , may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy ayy) , may I flex may I

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Haha, yuh, yuh, haha, yuh, okay
Let me Arnold Schwarzenegger, uh
We eat like I cater
Let me origami on 'em, huh
Flexin' all my paper, may I
(yeah) may I, may I, haha, okay, okay
I'm done with these niggas
Done with these bitches, done
I only hunt them for fun (yeah)
What the fuck you mean, Palpatine?
How we be, evil, we do for none
Like a werewolf on a full moon night bright
Don't wanna end up on the
Other side of my knife
Like a contact lens, it's on sight
Die for my respect, die for my rights
Niggas don't want none
Bitches don't want none
Hot ball out the park, okay, home run
Get on get done, okay, Homer
Pull up in a soup bowl, lookin' like wonton

Ayy man, RIP my young nigga, man
Y'all already know what the fuck goin' on
Man
Y'all thought this shit was on standby? Nah
It's in motion shit in heavy motion
We addicted to this shit, we
Gon' keep this shit goin', yeah
Y'all know how I'm comin'
And if one of you niggas play, we gon' put
A lil' sender back on your head, nigga, yeah
Yeah, nice lil' sender back, nigga
We'll let you niggas what the fuck goin' on
(Nah, nah, niggas trippin', you heard?) yeah