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ilycider - maverick lyrics

[intro]
(benjicold, why you icy?)

[verse]
she wanna f+ck, i ain’t havin’ it
i put that stick in my cabinet
when i burp it smell like medicine
i keep them shooters with me like a maverick
at benihanas, eating crabs and sh+t
yeah, my b+tch cute, but i need me a badder b+tch
i got that illegal actavis
i know you broke, don’t gotta do the cappin’ sh+t
sippin’ lean i’m drivin’ fast as sh+t
i’m rockin’ levi’s, no ackerman
you n+ggas ass, keep on practicing
it’s either that or get ready to work a shift
cause you n+ggas ass at this rappin’ sh+t
i don’t give a f+ck who i’m laughing with
cause the next day they’ll stab your back and sh+t
n+ggas they fake, yeah, they friends in disguise
feel like autumn!, put your friеnds in the sky
i’m sippin’ on mud, you sippin’ bud light
check in with your b+tch, is evеrything alright
clash of clans, elixir, all in my sprite
she wanna f+ck, told that b+tch, “let’s get right”
if you ain’t here to f+ck, then you can’t spend the night
no lil’ b+tch, you can’t stay sh+t
came in this b+tch with a glock
c+c+came in this b+tch with a (bl!ck)
we finna sweep up the block
p+ssy boy better not get hit
and i might shoot that one time
no lil’ n+gga we cannot be friends (huh, woah)
i got them sticks like anakin
b+tch give me top while i’m traveling
told her, “giddy up hoe”, come on, let’s get in
can’t kick that cup ’cause the lean my friend
and it’s r.i.p. to fredo but i’m still sipping
you ain’t giving top, b+tch, hold this block then
hundred round drum make that lil’ n+gga dance
i pull up with that stick, no, i won’t use hands
pull up with a choppa, finna pull up with a stick
n+gga down bad, 2021, he rockin’ ricks
i got the h+llcat, wet that whip
b+tch wanna f+ck, uh huh that b+tch
had to pull that n+gga, he was looking like a l!ck
and i’m doing what i wanna do, n+gga we do it quick
i’m up in that scat but i want me another whip
i don’t even know what i wanna do with the b+tch
had to go elite, n+gga, johnny dang on my wrist
and i’m sipping on that codeine you sipping up on that p+ss
i was tryna get up on that bag and make it rich
i remember you was making fun of me i ain’t forget
bad lil’ hoe she bend it over, make it drip
i don’t even wanna make it hot up in this b+tch
she sucked my d+ck then you gave her a kiss
sippin’ that green lean yeah that tris

- ilycider lyrics

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