MayBach Talk Lyrics

Ba-Bad bitch she wanna fuck wit a donda

She eat that meat up like it's chipotle carne asada

No I can't keep her she want me to spend my bread on some Prada

A munch a eater she using ice for spice make it hotter

She wake up every day she put on Chanel No. 9

Don't get up in my face imma (21) head but you wit a knife (On Gawd)

Don't get touch with this drake imma send you down there with yo guys

Can't fuck wit us anyway you play you gone meet yo demise

Im suited and booted turning up the show at the door imma need me my back end

Ratatouille really hurt a nigga eyes like damn why they let all them rats in

Yeah I'm really bout business I'm running up commas

When I turn 21 I'm show off the numbers

Lamb with a bow caught the genie with wonder

My friends is to ratchet they hang out window

Hey

Young nigga came up from nothing and never again will I never have shit

I want the Benz it's 2 hunnid and twin I'm treating myself as soon as I get rich

Versace the bag the material leather not at school better run when I reach in this bitch

Birds from the same feather they flocking together

You can't trust that lil bitch if she got single friends

Yeah

Im getting this money lil baby all four of my pockets is filled up with paper

Yeah

You can keep her if she crazy you can gone bout yo business

I don't want you lil baby

Hey

Why do these niggas be hating they move like molasses

They slower than maple

I wanna MayBach the Mercedes

I wanna MayBach the Mercedes

I want me a MayBach Mercedes Benzy that's a gls not a gle

For me to break bread she gotta get on her knees

I ain't wit all that talking cause talking cheap

Get off my pegs you ain't riding with me

I been standing ten toes on both of my feet

Rolls Royce Cullinan shoes off your feet

Rolls Royce Cullinan carpets they mink

Lil bitch got big booty she from sarasota

Gotta another lil bitch she cold like Minnesota

That demon real fast hemi is the motor

Can't trust or fuck hoes money is they motive

That ice is to cold blizzard North Dakota

Use to fuck with the lean I stop drinking soda

Imma get to this money can't say I ain't told you

Travis Scott RX-7 is powered by rotor

I came up nothing i been trapping hard, i been grinding so I can go get it now

Most of my life I done had it hard I was picking up pennies straight from the ground

Flawless diamonds the pointers when I hit the town forecast to sunny can't see a cloud

I'm drifting this bitch going round and round rubber burning like ashes they falling down

Ummm she fucking wit me

I need a bitch that's always down to slide like my glizzy

Lil bitch was on her phone she can not drive and then she hit me

(Man that bitch hit my car)

Ni-Niggas steady praying on my downfall but I'm still winning

Can't tell me nothing I'm working to damn hard to get these millions