Maybach Music

[Verse 1]
I'm in that Maybach with my driver in the front
5% all around, peanut butter on the guts
You can have that bitch, she a well-known slut
If it ain't bout no money, they don't call me blood
Bitch, if you run up, get your ass shot up
Whole family got history gangsters and mobsters
I lived what you watch on TV really it wasn't bout nun
But if you was on the streets, I bet you'd die in a month
Talkin' out your mouth, I bet you die like a punk
Still gotta find yo location then we all runnin up
Put that bag on your head, bet they come and get the funds
Bitch, I'm 20, but my money just touched about one
Million, on the road with that FN I'm not no civilian
If you run up on me try something bitch
I'll cut your head off like a Brazilian
We worldwide trapping, money keep stacking
Bitch, I'm makin' a killin, I'm a 0-4, baby
Fuck you pay me, bitch, that's how I'm feeling

[Verse 2]
Boy, I drop two verses on your head so easy
And you can watch me do them if you don't believe me
My brother Soulja wack you for that motherfucking blini
In the club chain hanging, and my diamonds just blinging
I ain't wanna do it, I hit your bitch up on the accident
How you sitting on your ass when there's so much racks to get?
I got off my ass, got the bag, then relaxed again
Better buy in bulk cause if you come back, then you get taxed again
On the road with 200 birds, bitch, I'm trafficking
Just passed the feds in that big body what's trappenin'
I'll shoot your ass with that strap, we ain't tackling
This ain't no WWE, my brother just tagged me in
Ayy, fighting for the cash, like it's money in the bank
Ayy, Racky stacky money counting up 100K
Promoter pay me so damn good just to get on stage
I'm hustling like a boss while you working like a slave

[Outro]
What you want dawg?
Oh you already here?
Alright come to the back
Yea just come to the back and imma let you in
You want a QP right?
QP of Bubba Kush
Alright bro bett, just come to the back
I'll let you in right now