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[?] matte black It went matte black It went matte black It went matte black (Let's go, Mario) Opp' block, opp' block, yeah, get shot up, nonstop High-top Margielas on the kid with Gucci socks Yeah, we ridin' in these fuckin' foreign cars, with a big chop-chop I get your brother head top, mama top, and daddy top Yeah, your baby mama gimme top 'cause I got your head popped Yeah, I care what you ride in, send 'em to a pop, that's locked Goddamn, get the fuck back, why you always on my cock? Hey, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (Hey) Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought? Want no fuckin' clothes, you spent it all on a broad (Let's go) Where your drip at? Where your bitch at? Yeah, she moanin' when she see the kid, I keep that wet You talkin' 'bout a fuckin' opp' block, we keep that wet We flippin' bodies, houses, and cars like a Tec-Deck Young nigga flaw, it's a pussy, you tryna protect that? You a fake shooter, why you tryna portray that? You a [?], you caught that body, but you ain't tell that We ain't ridin' to no Gucci in that hellcat Letras de cancionesYeah, we playin' Gunna, Thugger, and Lil Baby Kickin' back, listen to Mad Mob in that wraith Baby mama trippin', told her, "Back up, gimme space" I know the world sleepin' on me, but it's okay 'Cause you ain't ever own shit (Shit) My diamonds be shinin' when I enter the buildin' Came in aggressive, I don't talk to you niggas I be spazzin' on niggas No phone calls, I don't contact these niggas Got call laws from texting from niggas I heard you beggin' for verses from niggas I'm runnin' them bands like [?], lil' nigga Stop cappin', I heard you heard, lil' nigga Hey, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (Hey) Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought? Want no fuckin' clothes, you spent it all on a broad (Let's go) Where your drip at? Where your bitch at? Yeah, she moanin' when she see the kid, I keep that wet You talkin' 'bout a fuckin' opp' block, we keep that wet We flippin' bodies, houses, and cars like a Tec-Deck (My nigga) [?] matte black It went matte black It went matte black It went matte black Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black I went Maybach, Maybach [?] matte black It went matte black It went matte black It went matte black Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black I went Maybach, Maybach I went Cartier watches, not a Rolex (Cartier) Shoot this Glock at your face, now you a throwback (Now you a throwback, woo) Slide on 'em in a truck, yeah, it's matte black (Yeah, it's matte black) Got some shooters right behind me, in a Hellcat (Skrrt) Disrespect, nah, I don't take that, take that, take that, take that, take that (Hell, nah) He pull the fire on me, he let me live, I'll be right back (Damn) You said you take it, change the stain Nah, you ain't like that (No cap) I just let that Draco spit loud, like a T-Rex (Brrt, brrt) Hey, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (Hey) Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought? Want no fuckin' clothes, you spent it all on a broad (Let's go) Where your drip at? Where your bitch at? Yeah, she moanin' when she see the kid, I keep that wet You talkin' 'bout a fuckin' opp' block, we keep that wet We flippin' bodies, houses, and cars like a Tec-Deck (My nigga) [?] matte black It went matte black It went matte black It went matte black Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black I went Maybach, Maybach [?] matte black It went matte black It went matte black It went matte black Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black I went Maybach, Maybach From Letras Mania