積分

詞曲
Chukwudi Gab-Okoye
Chukwudi Gab-Okoye
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Maaui Yahweh ll
Maaui Yahweh ll
製作人

歌詞

Maaui on the beat so it's a banger
Like how you gon' do me like that
It's okay, I hit from the back
Everyday gang shit, got a lil' tat
Cannot lie that shit really fat
Drop the pump then pull out the tac
Take that lil' boy right off the map
Press record and spit on the track
Two Glocks on me, no I don't lack
On the court and I ball like Ginobili
Sometimes yeah a **** unholy
Hold up lil' **** can't hold me
Catch me outside like Daniel Bregoli
Hold up lil' bitch what you doin'
Heard of them **** that you always be doin'
Big hoe I'm already knowin
Rippin' the jeans yea it need a lil' sewin
Heart broke and it can't be repaired
Goin' real fast in the whip impaired
They slide to my crib in pairs
Bitch so drunk can't walk up the stairs
Need a Glock my **** got two
**** get me sick like I got the flu
Yo money green nah my money blue
You gonna pull up on a **** with who?
Like damn and she fuckin' with me
Push to start this whip got no keys
I buy in full nah I never lease
On the street rockin' Dolce & Gabbana
**** hot **** hot like a sauna
No cap I need me Del Lana
Yeah she mine Yeah I'm really on her
Wanna fight? Yeah I would be honored
Pour fours while I'm sippin' on Fanta
Bought a flight goin' straight to Atlanta
UK you spittin' that banter
Bitch sit on lap like I'm Santa
Damn this shit nothin' new
Pull up to yo spot like what you gonna do?
Don't worry I'ma slide in a few
She show me her boobs
Thing 1 and thing 2
Like how you gon' do me like that
It's okay, I hit from the back
Everyday gang shit, got a lil' tat
Cannot lie that shit really fat
Drop the pump then pull out the tac
Take that lil' boy right off the map
Press record and spit on the track
Two Glocks on me, no I don't lack
On the court and I ball like Ginobili
Sometimes yeah a **** unholy
Hold up lil' **** can't hold me
Catch me outside like Daniel Bregoli
Hold up lil' bitch what you doin'
Heard of them **** that you always be doin'
Big hoe I'm already knowin
Rippin' the jeans yea it need a lil' sewin
Heart broke and it can't be repaired
Goin' real fast in the whip impaired
They slide to my crib in pairs
Bitch so drunk can't walk up the stairs
Need a Glock my **** got two
**** get me sick like I got the flu
Yo money green nah my money blue
You gonna pull up on a **** with who?
VIVACE
Written by: Chukwudi Gab-Okoye
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