TheKidNoel - Maybach (feat. Yung Sheer)

Yeah, turn it up in my headphones a little bit
Yeah, aye oh yeah, yung sheer it's the kid
Aye, aye, gang, gang, okay, yeah
Yeah it's the kid tho, it's the kid tho, it's the kid tho
I'm back with the pen and the pad, I'm high off the pack
I'm writing my raps (Oh yeah) I'm right in my bag
I'm stacking my cash, I'm making them mad
I'm feeling so glad, I'm leaving them all in the past
Got 200 all on my dash (Dash) Ferrari just going to fast
Then I'm just hitting the dab, never could be my dad
Never was in my life, and I ain't need em either
Let em fetch the beaver like it was nice to meet ya (Bye bye)
But I don't wanna be ya, spitting that heat like i just caught a fever (Fever)
Take me to the er cause I'm sick as shit
Flow be sick as shit, sick like diarrhea (God damn)
I'm setting the tone, I'm really just gone
Right off the pack, right off the gas, right off the og
You claiming you know me, but I got amnesia (Oh)
I ain't trying see ya, yeah

Diamonds dancing in the moonlight (Dancing)
Get high come take a flight, I hit it once yeah the pussy tight
Kick her out she can't stay the night, rolling up on the dash
On my way to get this cash, swerving hope I don't crash
Future bright like a flash (It is) bars heat like Udonis
She a Greek freak like Giannis (She freaky) I won't keep her I promise
You can have her I just want the top
Wet my hair yeah I let it lock, timeless I don't need a clock
Issa vibe issa vibe, when she with me she say she feel alive
Get the cameras cause this shit is live
Smoke sess with the gang (Gang) we was all high as shit
She wanna know why she can't hang (She can't) I don't know I'm too lit
Had her spread like a split, yeah I know I'm the shit
In to deep I can't quit, make a movie it's a flick

Uh so fuck them memories (Fuck em) and what it be
I'm chasing dreams on the money route, and the money scheme
And no I'm not serving feens (No I'm not) I'm staying lowkey
They still try to Joe me, so I'm still shooting shots, and I'm still screaming Kobe (Kobe)
If you know me then you know me, if you don't then oh well
So I won't tell, on my own going through hell
Praying I never see a cell (Never) ain't like my dad
Even though they want me to be so bad (So bad) I'm counting my racks
And saving my stacks, I be in the back of the back, in the Maybach
Oh yeah in the Maybach, in the back of the tracks
With all of my of dogs and some of these cats, these niggas be pussy (Pussy)
And that is a fact, that is a fact niggas be moving the work
And selling the the crack and hiding the pack in the Maybach
(Stuff that shit, stuff that shit)
In the Maybach

I wrote these bars up on my phone, yeah this weed keep me in my zone (It do)
I'm rocking all white like it's snowing, this that good weed that I'm blowing
Listen to the bars and how it's flowing, so smooth I guess I found my grove
Do it for myself, I ain't got shit to prove, keep sleeping on me, press the snooze
All y'all do is smoke weed and sip booze, and you know these bitches
Gonna still pick and choose (Choose) and y'all niggas gonna lose (Lose)
And y'all niggas gonna lose, yeah take that l, and y'all niggas gonna lose

Written by:
Joshier Williams, Noel Pagan

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