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3OH!3

MAYNE ON A LEASH

 

MAYNE ON A LEASH

(album: NEED - 2021)


And like I walk in with a walkman calling
Got the heavy metal with the gold chain wallet
Flying V guitar gonna shred back your mullet
Loaded to the brim, write my name with a bullet

We don't need no one to tell us
Sick of motherfuckers keep on getting jealous
Diamonds in their eyes thinking they can sell us
But I got enough green, you can call me pickle relish

You don't know the name but you know the sign
Coming through your spot, drop the record one time
Surfing on your couch and we dropping dimes
Money on the brain but we're losing our minds
Buying all the drinks but my card's declined
Maybe we got dropped but we got re-signed
Maybe we got old but we age like wine
We got money on the brain but we're losing our minds

Put your mayne on a leash, put your mayne on a leash
Put your, put your, put your, put your mayne on a leash
I don't hate nobody, nah I'm here to keep the peace
I just came to party, I ain't tryna fight the beast

I just came to party, I ain't tryna fight the beast

Hanging in my car, I'm a parking lot loiterer
Gold chain round my neck looking like a goiterer
Sneaking on these beasts like a straight-up burglar
You can find me, huh (what the fuck rhymes with burglar?)

You can't call me inside boy
Pissing your passionfruit LaCroix
When I'm on the mic I straight destroy
I'm lactose intolerant [?]

You don't know the name but you know the sign
Coming through your spot, drop the record one time
Surfing on your couch and we dropping dimes
We got money on the brain but we're losing our minds

Put your mayne on a leash, put your mayne on a leash
Put your, put your, put your, put your mayne on a leash
I don't hate nobody, nah I'm here to keep the peace
I just came to party, I ain't tryna fight the beast

I just came to party, I ain't tryna fight the beast

There's something that I need to say
To cut through the bullshit
You don't need to be this way
You're better off without it

And if I can be honest
You deserve a promise
You know the twisted little beautiful
Disaster that's inside of you

'Cause your boyfriend is a problem, gotta save your complex
[?] yelling your apartment complex
Watch it bubble to the surface, stressing on your complexion
When you're dying for affection

You kept me down to save his name
I think you should be the one who's choking on your chain
Instead of giving you all of this pain

Put your mayne on a leash, put your mayne on a leash
Put your, put your, put your, put your mayne on a leash
I don't hate nobody, nah I'm here to keep the peace
I just came to party, I ain't tryna fight the beast

I just came to party, I ain't tryna fight the beast

done

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