Mbstuff

Intro:

(Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah)

Hook:

I wanna’ cop a luh’ Maybach, just so I can say I do Maybach stuff
Double an ounce in the kitchen, I gotta’ make sure that my basement stuffed (yeah, yeah)
We going viral, face mask stuff
If I do a drill got my face masked up
Say that she want me, and love me, so I had to tell her keep up with the placement stuff
Brodie my twin for real, treat a bad bitch like a blunt
The way that he fuck it up, pass the puff
Hit that luh’ bitch with the pack a punch
Now it’s a .556
Roll off a jigga and tote on a sig, only way that you guaranteed to live

Verse:

Brodie been tweakin’ for uh mm
I just wanted her to love me, way that I been loving her
I can’t even let her dub me, I gotta’ dub her first
I told baby, don’t you trust me? She gotta’ recite her verse
But when I asked twin if he trust me, he went outside and got right back to work
Nobody perfect, who told you that you the exception?
You not really worth it, that’s just my view, but I got perception
They let me in through the back, what? Tsk, you stuck at reception?
Say you get money, but you in recession?
That’s just the way that it goes (go)
Spent 90k on veneers, just to take them out replace em’ with gold
I had that bitch saying dear, shut her up put my dick in her throat (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I fell in love with the X, some of that Molly don’t taste good (uh, yeah)
I told that bitch having sex could really be fun if the face good
Check when you lacing them pills, you gotta’ make sure that the base good
Yeah I got the junkies for hire, can’t trust em’ but they got the laced goods

Bridge:

I cannot fuck with no lame bitch, she gotta’ fuck on the crew
Yeah I fell in love with promethazine, had that bitch sayin’ I do
Achoo, achoo, my wrist getting cold cost the flu
I do, I do, I married the cup before you (yeah)
I wanna’ cop a luh’ Maybach, just so I can say I do Maybach stuff
Double an ounce in the kitchen’ I gotta make sure that my-

Hook:

I wanna’ cop a luh’ Maybach, just so I can say I do Maybach stuff
Double an ounce in the kitchen, I gotta’ make sure that my basement stuffed (yeah, yeah)
We going viral, face mask stuff
If I do a drill got my face masked up
Say that she want me, and love me, so I had to tell her keep up with the placement stuff
Brodie my twin for real, treat a bad bitch like a blunt
The way that he fuck it up, pass the puff
Hit that luh’ bitch with the pack a punch
Now it’s a .556
Roll off a jigga and tote on a sig, only way that you guaranteed to live

Outro:

Only way that you guaranteed to live