lirik lagu maulyy g - drake
[chorus ~ foreign jay]
catch me a body and stay in the states
i warned lil bro, told him get out the way
choppa make a n~gga dance like chris brown
but he ain’t even know we came with the drake
boy you a b~tch i see ? in your face
grave gang baby, i bang with the apes
posted outside we ? and ? we sw~ngin them k’s
rock him to sleep with this fn
only had 8 but he caught bout’ 7
how you gon’ slide you ain’t got no weapon
he was a good boy, we sent him to heaven
football player tryna be in the trenches
wanna be a hot boy, f~ck around and drench him
beams and flashlights look like christmas
ar b~tch sing like sza
[verse 1 ~ lil black]
i got a drake put the ? in it
we slide to your block, we ain’t leavin no witness
i got a glock with a 50 shot in it
i slide for no reason you n~ggas is b~tches
idk why these n~ggas still hating on me
check out this bankroll on me
my lil n~ggas sent you for free
tombstone gang, b~tch you know that we with that
still ? sh~t cuz these n~ggas ain’t ? that
you ain’t shootin at sh~t, you missed a brick man
bald head shooter, smoke sh~t like hitman
?
i’m with the gang, strap, latex
[verse 2 ~ ej trappin]
i’m with the gang, strap, latex
2 glocks come with 2 d~cks, g~y s~x
that fit that you rockin’ ain’t sh~t, pay less
chase his ass down and i never get tired
b~tch cherish your life or i make you retire
born with the swag, ain’t have to acquire
bad lil white b~tch, lizzie mcguire
every gun singin it sound like a ?
beef never die call me j michael myers
send his ass up man he should’ve went higher
i don’t pay for shooters my n~ggas is hired
jean jacket on me when i f~ck, biker
?
passin that hoe to lil bro, dimer
? that b~tch and her friend, i piped her
[verse 3 ~ maulyy g]
ar~15 with the beam on the glock
you know how i get when i’m catchin’ the opps
got 50s on ? you know how we rock
we slidin ?, we spinnin’ the block
these n~ggas won’t beef, man you know they be cap
how you be dissin’ you can’t even rap
spinnin that ?, you gon leave ?
smokin my opps, who tryin’ to match
f~ckin’ your b~tch in the back of the trap
had to kick her ass out tryna ?
she suckin’ my d~ck while she shakin’ her ass
and i turned her around and hit from the back
she lookin’ at me like why you f~ck me like that
all you gon’ do is give me a ?
her n~gga a lame, he don’t get no racks
he claimin’ he trap but he don’t really trap
[chorus ~ foreign jay]
catch me a body and stay in the states
i warned lil bro, told him get out the way
choppa make a n~gga dance like chris brown
but he ain’t even know we came with the drake
boy you a b~tch i see ? in your face
grave gang baby, i bang with the apes
posted outside we spinnin’ and ? we sw~ngin them k’s
rock him to sleep with this fn
only had 8 but he caught bout’ 7
how you gon’ slide you ain’t got no weapon
he was a good boy, we sent him to heaven
football player tryna be in the trenches
wanna be a hot boy, f~ck around and drench him
beams and flashlights look like christmas
arp b~tch sing like sza
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