ydd maven – glizzies lyrics
[chorus]
the cops pulled me over said, “where you gonna run?”(you gonna)
pull out that pistol, call it a motherf+cking gun(gun)
all them n+ggas did was f+ckin’ crack a pun(crack a pun)
2 or 3 bullets, the n+gga gon’ be f+ckin’ done(done, done)
[verse]
you be done, n+gga(done)
you be done with my brain(yeah, yeah)
when i run n+gga(graahh)get the f+ck out the way(rahhh)
when i drop, n+gga, do not f+ck in the way(do not)
i be up, n+gga(up)
i be up, n+gga(yeah, yeah)
i be up here tryna lace it
up here tryna sp+ce it(tryna sp+ce)
maybe you’re my n+gga
you ain’t f+ckin’ out my sp+ceship(out my sp+ceship)
baby on my line, uh
n+ggas gonna die(gonna die)
n+ggas, they be rappin’ sh+t
i hoping i ain’t lie(i ain’t lie)
hoping i ain’t lie(nah)
hoping i ain’t lie(nah)
i ain’t love with my b+tch, yeah, i’ma die(i’ma die)
i’ma drug on my lane when i’ma cry(i’ma cry)
i’ma f+ck all these ways when she might lie(she might line)
yeah, she my life(yeah)
yeah, she my wife(she my wife)
i’ma wife that b+tch, yeah
i’ma make that b+tch mine(make that b+tch mine)
i’ma drug that b+tch, i’ma make that b+tch mine(make the b+tch mine)
i’ma f+ck the b+tch, yeah
i make that b+tch mine, yeah(make that b+tch mine)
yeah
make that b+tch mine, yeah(yeah)
make that b+tch mine(make that b+tch mine)
yeah, uh
make that b+tch mine(make that b+tch mine)
uh, uh
make that b+tch mine(make that b+tch mine)
f+ck it
make that b+tch blind, f+ck it
tryna lace it(lace it)
b+tch wanna f+ck my n+gga, f+ck it
i ain’t lacing(i ain’t lacing)
take me from my line
yeah my n+ggas, you gon’ die(you gon’ die)
f+ck it, all my n+ggas
call me “maven”, i’ma write(i’ma write)
i’ma write this sh+t, i hope on n+ggas
i hope on
n+ggas tryna fight me(n+ggas, n+ggas)
i hope my b+tches and my n+ggas
they ain’t write me(they ain’t write me)
all my n+ggas, the f+ck, whenever i slide, whenever they fighting(fighting)
all my n+ggas, f+ckin’ the b+tch, now the b+tch f+ckin’ caughted me(caught me)
[chorus]
the cops pulled me over said, “where you gonna run?”(you gonna)
pull out that pistol, call it a motherf+cking gun(gun)
all them n+ggas did was f+ckin’ crack a pun(crack a pun)
2 or 3 bullets, the n+gga gon’ be f+ckin’ done(done, done)
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