Mint Maybach ft. Kid Vibe & Riff Raff Lyrics

You know that my mama ain't raised no fuckin' bitch

Yeah, I grew up in the sticks All my brothers got them blicks

Yeah, like a TV remote You know that I gotta click

You know that I like em thick In the pit, we gettin' lit

Yeah, you know that my mama ain't raised no fuckin' bitch

Yeah, I grew up in the sticks All my brothers got them blicks

Yeah, like a TV remote You know that I gotta click

You know that I like em thick In the pit, we gettin' lit

When I pull up in the whip, I'ma flex Money always talkin' so I'm runnin' up a check

Smokin' on a pound, I ain't gonna check my texts I'm just out here vibin' with the squad

Tryin' to live my best

Smokin' that gas They call me Hank, just came from the bank

I be just speeding right past Inhaling the dank till my mind go blank

And I'm never comin' in last You wanna be great, I'm tellin' you straight

I know they gon' put you on blast You cannot relate and probably just hate

I'ma put you in the cast

Her ass is flat like a tire I get so high, I'm a jet

Your shit is dead, it expired I got the money, I'm set

I'm always workin', I'm wired The driver fucked up, he's upset

Steady buildin' my empire

It's the watermelon wizard Chained like a blizzard

I put on my chain when I pay you a visit I'm in the matte mint Mayback

And the laptops came with it I press a button to close the partition

Side windows blue tinted They look like Rice Krispies

Ooh, what's this button do? Poof, the roof missin

Two women drivers in front And they tongue kissin' and lane switchin

I'm in the back, I just feel different I bought a car with a steel ribbon

I get mistaken for Cal Ripken They thought I was Dollar, I dip quickly

Penthouse at the palms, my palms itchin

You know that my mama ain't raised no fuckin' bitch

Yeah, I grew up in the sticks All my brothers got them blicks

Yeah, like a TV remote You know that I gotta click

You know that I like em thick In the pit, we gettin' lit

Yeah, you know that my mama ain't raised no fuckin' bitch

Yeah, I grew up in the sticks All my brothers got them blicks

Yeah, like a TV remote You know that I gotta click

You know that I like em thick In the pit, we gettin' lit yeah