Maybach Music Lyrics

Yeah, this that Maybach music

How you gon' up the motherfuckin' Drac

But you don't even know how to use it, damn

I got gelato, biscotti, and runtz

Shit, why don't we fuse it, aye

If Kday pass the blunt, shit, I cannot refuse it

Burberry fit with the Burberry shoes

I feel like motherfuckin' Jace

Huh, one year ago, plus two days

I done caught me a motherfuckin case

Damn, fuck the feds lil' bitch,

My ass coulda did the race

Damn, they done put me on house arrest

But I'm still gon' motherfuckin' face a blunt Shit, aye I'm still gon' roll up the runtz

He got hit with the G19

It feel like a mother fuckin' punch

lil' bitch want the dick so bad

She eat the shit up for lunch

She said, now let me get some head

Bitch, I ain't no munch

Damn, and I kick her straight out the door

G43 with a motherfuckin switch

Put your ass on the floor

Feel like Durk and Icewear Vezzo

I'm gon' up the scoe

Nigga tryna act like he ain't pussy

I know you ain't gon' blow

Nigga ain't up the pole

Lil' nigga thought that I was slow

But I just be off the dro

Lil' nigga thought I wasn't gon' know

Yeah, this that Maybach music

How you gon' up the motherfuckin' Drac

But you don't even know how to use it, damn

I got gelato, biscotti, and runtz

Shit, why don't we fuse it, aye

If Kday pass the blunt, shit, I cannot refuse it