Maybach Music VII feat. Don Toliver

歌詞

I got too much money, I skip the awards, homie I don't even get dressed up for that type shit, but look Let the top down, leave the windows up, I wanna see the city lights from afar I am a star, you know who are, moi Antonio Marbalinni Tú, sí Born with autism or was I just artistic Living heaven on earth is what I call gifted I could see the city lights, suffering from a seizure On your Instagram, are you a follower or a leader? I could see the city lights, top down ridin' I can tell she a model, looking at her thighs (Uh) Another round of bottles, and it's strictly for the guys For the ride home, knocking Mary J. Blige Tried to get some money, I got several different ways (Tell 'em) In God's name, look the devil in his face (Tell 'em) All protein, I'm just looking at her waist And she love double R by look that's on her face Double R, Maybach, Lamborghini galore I'm charging, whatever you afford Crack a card or two, you know I'm so employed She go down, whatever for the boy Listen I got her outside, got her glistenin' I got 'em all hatin', oh they wishin' I threw the line, now I got 'em fishin' Fishin' So now I skip the awards, it's Italy for the week Jets back to back, so Capri know when it's me These nigga don't want the beef, nigga not from the streets I wrote a few of your rhymes to show you what it could be (Uh) Champagne toast just amongst my folks Words get spoke, and the Phantoms get ghost A don and a don, arm with a arm Smoke get smoke, deep breath from your mom Boy, I been the nicest before you got a license Still buying rhymes, I could sue you for my likeness Double M fam', did it on my own (Biggest) I could move a million grams really on the phone (Did it) Cars don't stop, guns go pop I could see the city lights from Star Island on a yacht From Star Island on a yacht, I could see the city lights Double R, Maybach, Lamborghini galore I'm charging, whatever you afford Crack a card or two, you know I'm so employed She go down, whatever for the boy Listen I got her outside, got her glistenin' I got 'em all hatin', oh they wishin' I threw the line, now I got 'em fishin' (Rozay, what's happenin') Fishin' (Snow Man, bitch) Been movin' like the president (yeah) Tryin' to stay low, these nigga tryin' to stay relevant Coast guard hit the load, they gon' think they caught an elephant (ha haa) I'm balling all '26, they gon' think I got a settlement (Damn) Straight ghetto dope, they used to call me Master P (p) You best be me or X if you tryin' to roll with me (uhhh) And since we talkin' Verzuz, they gave your boy some stock A hundred bricks a week, and we was calling that a flop (yeah) And all these nigga following, so we know who the leader I ain't worried about the turtles, I'm a motherfuckin' cheetah (damnn) Hello from the other side, motherfucker like Adele Million chickens sold, I'ma need a platinum scale (ha haa) If it's ever me and plus one, you know we both fly Me and Ro roll in the kitchen, yeah we both high Auntie be home in thirty minutes, hope the dope dry (woo) Just know I had 'em singing "Trap or Die" in the bow tie (yeaah) If you see her by my side, just know that she a boss (ayy) Plenty acres up north, walk around and get lost Keep talking about his money, baby, he ain't really livin' Bruce Willis, Armageddon, baby, he ain't really drillin' (ha haa) Rum is Dominican, that's if we talkin' preference Best be Guinness book if we talkin' about records (yeah) Quintessa 2018, yeah I'm on that shit We talkin' 2025, yeah I own that shit, Snow Double R, Maybach, Lamborghini galore I'm charging, whatever you afford Crack a card or two, you know I'm so employed She go down, whatever for the boy Listen I got her outside, got her glistenin' I got 'em all hatin', oh they wishin' I threw the line, now I got 'em fishin' Fishin' Listen I got her outside, got her glistenin' I got 'em all hatin', oh they wishin' I threw the line, now I got 'em fishin' Fishin' Fresh fish on the line, nigga Rozay, I ain't never had a Maybach I'm more like an Italian nigga You know two door, leather seats, y'know what I'm talkin' about? Yeah, you know that shit that look like Pop-Tarts You know that, that thing, yeah