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psycho mi & ydd maven - lancey lyrics

[intro: ydd maven]
rah, woah, rah, woah
rah

[verse 1: ydd maven]
come in, balenci my shoe
my money, my racks, my shawty a boo
big tits, my b+tch size 32
pull up on n+ggas if you acting a fool
promethazine, i’m all in ’em drugs
sipping on lean, i don’t f+ck with no love
heartbreak lil’ kid, my god is above
listening to music, the lyrics i love

[chorus: ydd maven]
i just be dripped in my rick, upside+down cross on my wrist
talk ’bout baguettеs, talk ’bout the ice (ice)
i don’t bе playing, b+tch, i’m not nice (nice)
turn on fox 5, b+tch, f+ck on that b+tch like i’m lancey foux
touch on my brodie then we gonna box
i don’t be playing when we f+ck on the opps
shout out f+ck 12, we don’t f+ck with the cops
[verse 2: psycho mi]
uh, okay
she don’t f+ck with the cops
i got money on money, i’ll move with the opps
lil’ n+gga wan’ f+ck with me, tell him, “shut up”
ah+woah, woah
you don’t care ’bout me? oh
i don’t care ’bout you
she tryna f+ck with me, d+mn, i ain’t knew
yeah, back then i was cool
she don’t even care, she wan’ f+ck with the big boy
i don’t even care, better lock up with the d+ck, boy
she wants the strap when i’m wrapped in this rick
chang on my feet, ching+chang on my feet, hmm
this b+tch ain’t gon’ trip on my feet, huh
i’m rocking this black on my rick, hmm
rocking this black? that’s my rick, hmm
i got this black on my feet

[chorus: ydd maven]
i just be dripped in my rick, upside+down cross on my wrist
talk ’bout baguettes, talk ’bout the ice (ice)
i don’t be playing, b+tch, i’m not nice (nice)
turn on fox 5, b+tch, f+ck on that b+tch like i’m lancey foux
touch on my brodie then we gonna box
i don’t be playing when we f+ck on the opps
shout out f+ck 12, we don’t f+ck with the cops
[verse 3: ydd maven]
on my teen x like i’m ken
murder for b+tches? i’ll murder for them
ride for my dawgs, i’ll ride for my gang
200 on the dash, yeah, bentley mulsanne
bentley mulsanne for the dash
chanelly my wrist, hop out, i crash
40 for 40, 40 a stash
call up my whoadie, twinnem get fast
maison margellie, talk like i’m yeat
two minutes going off on this beat
get on your knees and beg for a feat
yeah, lil’ n+gga, what it’s gonna be? it’s gone
it’s gone (it’s gone, it’s gone)
it’s gone, lil’ n+gga get run (get run, get run)
run, run, sh+t gon’ be fun

- psycho mi ydd maven lyrics

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