Mayan Cigars Lyrics

You ride a wave an I swim with the sharks

Hop in that tank

They know the deal just off of the name

Got your back like a brace

I'm the man I'm the face

Leavin a legacy yuh

Honey comb gold step in my treasury

You done fucked up fuckin with letter B

I ain't really hearin nothing that they tellin me

I don't know shit but how to write a rap verse

I don't know about no pronouns or an adverbs

I would write bars instead of my class work

I never change like all of my passwords

Onion browser im out in that deep web

Pack touch down

USPS

She wanna touch on me like a DS

I'm finna blow like shit in the Kleenex

Mayday

You get hit with a melee

Whole life waiting on pay day

Sittin here blowing on gate way aye

Real name still same as the stage name

I'm finna let shit rip like a Beyblade

Free my homies caught up in that chain gang

Second letter I'm still on that same page

I don't know nobody

I don't know nobody

I don't know nobody

But B

I don't know nobody

I don't know nobody

I don't know nobody

But B

Yeah Mayan cigars

Bussin it down an I'm flying to mars

Takin my shot an I'm right on the mark

Day in my life ain't a walk in the park

Thirteen shit that's daily mathematics

Underworld gang we way past average

Down south raised I don't really have an accent

Sparking my woods like the tip of a match stick

You cannot match this no parallel

Tween you an my self

I'm here for the belt

I'm wearin it well

I'm fair as in pale

I'm bumping like braille

So how could I fail

I don't need gassin

If you a punk each step is a hazard

Ain't who you say in your songs you a catfish

You prolly wouldn't rip a tag off a mattress

Ol' cap ass rapper he

Sweeter then strawberry daiquiris

Up an away I'm off in the tractor beam

You got a blunt lit go ahead pass to me

God really cooked when he made me a masterpiece

Mayday

You get hit with a melee

Whole life waiting on pay day

Sittin here blowing on gate way aye

Real name still same as the stage name

I'm finna let shit rip like a Beyblade

Free my homies caught up in that chain gang

Second letter I'm still on that same page

I don't know nobody

I don't know nobody

I don't know nobody

But B

I don't know nobody

I don't know nobody

I don't know nobody

But B

Yeah Mayan cigars

Bussin it down an I'm flying to mars

Takin my shot an I'm right on the mark

Day in my life ain't a walk in the park