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Realest shit I wrote chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I out homie I'ma make back
Can you believe it, whoa you see it
I don't plan on broke put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my music

Martin Louis the Jr.
Starting, all that is gonna ruin ya
B.I. was alive he had a two tone
With the Poupon
yay poop on
Will
Cause I am the and this is my commode
Uh oh there go
Talking about how ya boy clothes extra
I just remember that my extra bright
I hit the strip club and get extra hype,
You hit the strip club and girls turn extra
We know who not getting no sex
And a lap dance will probably be a right.
So all the you talking dead, coffin
Light the weed coughing, new loftin'
Where it's at? Austin, where's that?
What's in Benz's, what else? Lexus
Well who's is this? Mr. West's

Realest I ever wrote chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I out homie I'ma make back
Can you it, whoa you gotta see it
I don't plan on going broke put on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas take that
Listen to my music, to my Maybach music

Boss!
Kush burn like
Crib custodians
Shades in all
These erodium
Use to be the
call it oh low
Now I got so many
Bitches call me
5762 me how ya wanna move
Yea you I got them both,
Beat ass black and blue
I was barely pretty women
Now I Emmy winners like kitty litter
Any Fendi denim like a slender nigga
Looking in the I can see the real contender
for even Gregory I'm on my dinner
So what the fuck is ya telling me than your gender
I'm a and I'm riding like a small fault,
Niggas make wheels and ride 'til they fall off yea Ross!

Realest shit I ever wrote in my Maybach
Whatever I send out homie make back
Can you it, whoa you gotta see it
I don't on going broke put that on my Maybach
Cause I'm in it to win now niggas take that
to my Maybach music, to my Maybach music

alright,
All black
I'm in the asshole
Classy as a mother gutter like a bad bowl
Benjamin on x how the cash row
That's right them due like damn clothes
I eat ya too
We don't you
And we be strapping up like the seal do
as banana split every time I peel through,
Fresher than will smith and uncle too
T-V in the Maybach in traffic,
I'm on my like tough acting Tinactin
I'm this shit
You try tackling,
Lil Wayne in one immaculate,
You see the Biggie, you see the Jay, the in him,
The Cobain, the Andre three stacks
And then I'm back to doing shit like I do sing music

shit I ever wrote chilling in my Maybach
Whatever I send out homie I'ma make
Can you believe it, you gotta see it
I plan on going broke put that on my Maybach
I'm in it to win now niggas can't take that
Listen to my Maybach music, to my Maybach