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mav.rick (sz) - goo s3ason lyrics

[intro]
typical dreamer with habits
a stoner, yea, but i got standards
aware that i’m too ambitious i’m an addict
live in the moment like it’s a habit
too much green but i don’t f-ck with salads
3 jackets — i don’t f-ck with salads

[verse 1]
yea
i’ve been running around the city with the gang
all these n-ggas know is proceeds (cash)
so i’m grinding like a “muhh’f-ck” (yea)
flow gooey like the codeine (gang gang)
punchlines with the bandages
get you tripping off the nosebleeds
the game p-ssy wet as f-ck
saw the condom like “no need, homie no need!”
(no need, homie no need, yeah!)
sh-t, vision clearer than a b-tch (3!)
3 gon’ cause a lot of turmoil (yeah)
mind game too fit (woo!)
mind flex too lit (too lit)
run through your girl like a maze (maze)
from underdog into a wolf (to a wolf)
the p-ssion real note the grit

[chorus 1]
saucy, yea (saucy)
the boss man yellin’ saucy
goo season for the whole week
3 gear too “costy” (costly)
3 gear too “costy” (cash)
me and your b-tch we connect (connect)
swerve off no proxies (no proxies)
switching lanes can’t block me (skrrt skrrt!)
nah
switching lanes can’t block me, nah, nah (no, no)
switching lanes can’t block me, nah (no, no)
3 gear too “costy” (too costly)
boss man yellin’ saucy
3 gear for the gang gang gang gang! (yea ho)

[verse 2]
wolves with caviar palates
run the game like it’s an errand (yea ho)
bet your girlfriend she embarr-ssed
so i run through your ho with the ballads
i run through your ho she a ratchet
i run through your ho like a savage
run through your ho like i’m maverick
(young n-gga yea, young n-gga maverick)
yea, sh-t
and we hold it down, shout out andy (day one)
the rosary on me too handy (pray on)
conversations with god like “am i another statistic?”
he like “n-gga that can’t be though, n-gga that can’t be” (no n-gga that can’t be!)
“see i gave you the brains of a tesla (tesla)
now you doing numbers like the tallies” (nikola tesla)
yea, looking tacky
rock the tailored garments like award shows
pull up with the 3, lighters out
cigs dropping like they drugs though, woo
n-gga, squad goals
got you in your feelings like a broad though
‘cause you at the top a mirage though
said you at the top a facade though (facade)
yea, now i’m too attractive
my girl s-ssy, lip glossy
salad side b-tch aussi
she be cold too frosty
she like how delisa always plotting on the blueprint, too bossy
get her crushing all this weed on me
now the swag game look mossy

[chorus 2]
saucy, yea
the boss man yellin’ saucy
goo season for the whole week
3 gear too “costy”
3 gear too “costy”
me and your b-tch we connect
switching lanes can’t block me
(swerve, swerve, swerve)

[outro]
swerve, swerve, swerve
swerve, swerve, swerve
swerve, swerve
swerve, swerve
swerve, skrrt!

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