Maserati Lyrics

Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy

(Out of my mind, out of my mind)

Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me

(Too many times, too many times)

Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy

(Out of my mind, out of my mind)

Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me

(Too many times, too many times)

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Swirvin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Yeah i'm stuck in my ways

Chase the bag, I gotta get paid

Grab the 40, i'm letting it blaze

Off the scenes, i'm switching them lanes

These bitches they fucked up

Run up on me, get run out of luck

I keep that gun tuck

Say you a killer, i'm feedin' them slugs

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

I gotta keep it real though, I don't want to die

You bitches dickride, go get back for the homie you call your "Friend"

Cut that fake shit, all pretend

If I miss, I spin again, spin again, spin again

And I might just hit his… (Boaw)

Hop out the Scat', where my shooters at

Guess they runnin' late

All my opps probably smokin' rock, so I got time to waste

Picked up my pace 'cause I saw a cop ten feet down the block

(Grrt grrt grrt grrt grrt grrt grrt)

How many homies you know that is ready to spin when it's time for the drama

I'm lettin' off every shots in this clip

I put that shit on my mama

The homies told me "Chill out"

Bag on his head so he dyin' proper

We might've mixed it up with Fentanyl, somebody go call him a doctor

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Swervin' Maserati

I don't know nobody

Pull up to the party

Then I shoot at everybody

Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy

(Out of my mind, out of my mind)

Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me

(Too many times)