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nemzzz - mayfair lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, saionthebeat)
(zel, this sh+t crazy)

[chorus: nemzzz]
forty on my wrist, bad b want d+ck, ayy, told her to bake off
offset lowkey, i’m lowkey, but i’m still gonna take off
two mill’ turned down like what’s that?
feds patrollin’, bro gotta tuck that
big stack in the lv rucksack, i beg don’t make bro back that

[verse 1: nemzzz]
on the pendant dnd, in the dark you see the vv
she only see them on tv, bro itchin’ to let that glee, glee
in central, i put her in cc
traps and park chinois, now she like, “where you gonna take me?”, ayy
i’m in mayfair and i just ordered squid
can’t see me in this blacked out whip
bae, you’re a ten, but the top is mid
it’s good and bad that i take these risks
sh+t then, call us the lv kids
so much drip on me i could flood the strip

[verse 2: k trap]
yo (mm, mm)
told them about park chinois, now my hakka babe wanna go as well
you was waitin’ for call of duty to load, i was outside loadin’ it up with bells
might be a panic if your attitude smells ’cause there’s no chanel (none)
so much drip on me (me), course i got my shoes (yeah)
i just drove right past where i taped it, now i got the blues (huh)
fifteen shots, i’ll give it to the cleaners, they’re gonna mop the room (mop it)
awkward minute (chh, chh, chh)
the t+shirt’s twenty pound but the jewels and car about half a million (half a mill’)
bando with trees and bells, we done it like christmas (festive)
lean out the window, get him with the shotty (bow), do him like ricky (bow, bow)
label’s talkin’ a million pound, come on now, don’t be silly (don’t be dumb)
i made half of that in the t+house, just me and the brizzies, me and the birds (birds)
listen up with me on the verse (trap phone)
he got bined for talkin’ on what he shouldn’t, you see what that’s worth? (see?)
the x5 competition (nyoom), i need me a lambo with the perf’ (perf’ i’m wantin’)
too rich to go, but they know i’ll pay for the shirt
[chorus: nemzzz]
forty on my wrist, bad b want d+ck, ayy, told her to bake off
offset lowkey, i’m lowkey, but i’m still gonna take off
two mill’ turned down like what’s that?
feds patrollin’, bro gotta tuck that
big stack in the lv rucksack, i beg don’t make bro back that

- nemzzz lyrics

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