Ballad of Maevis

(Yeah)

Caught you telling on your bros I grab the stick and let it blow

Aye I'm whipping out the skrt, get a ready, set, go (zoom)

Am I ever coming back?

Aye gimme ten I'll let you know (yeah)

Yeah we comin with the flow (ooh)

Talking with your bitch (yeah)

That's your bae, we taking pics (huh)

Cartier all on my wrists, fish filet we gettin lit

Even when I was a jit, I mack your, mother give a kiss

(Yeah)

(Oh my god, yeah)

Ok, I'm popping, aye I'm popping, yeah I'm popping

When I pull up to your house, you hear me knocking

Aye I see you in the window, don't be plotting (ooh)

I might run up to your sister for some cocking (yeah)

She give me toppy

When I'm done she say goodbye

I leave the room and get to robbing (aye)

All their shit I done collected

Sell it back and make a profit (yeah)

(This the goddamn ballad of Maevis baby, yeah)

Damn, I'm like damn I'm the shit (what)

When you hear me in a playlist

I don't ever get a skip (ooh)

I'm so fresh, I'm a mint

I got water, I ain't Flint (ice)

And y'all wonder why he mad

That's his GF I just kissed (aye)

Take a minute, I might get a few bitches (oh)

Oh I wonder what they'll spend just hear a couples snippets (yeah)

How I talk? (how we what?)

Yeah they love that I'm explicit

Oh my watch? (he so icy)

This a Rollie, not a Tissot (yeah)

You know this like one of them joints that you just be like cruising to

Some late night vibes, bad bitch on your side, you know

Maybe a little bit of toppy, you know

Do you copy?

Yeah supersonic shit, mumbo jumbo