Maybach Curtains

Yeah, he bought her Gucci, I'm finna go buy her a burkin
Spoiling women and taking them shopping
I'm tripping, I cut off a bitch and return it
DDG popping, these niggas gon' hear when I drop it
They saying, I'm hot as a furnace
I want a grammy, I been in the studio snapping
I feel like I really deserve it (Huh)
I can't come to the phone, 'cause I'm busy, I really be working
Give me a second, I'm busy, just leave me a message
Don't hit me unless it is urgent
When I be stressing, this blunt that I smoke is my blessing
I chill out as soon as I burn it
I want a Maybach and hired a motherfucking driver
This motherfucker came with the curtains

Yeah, I came from the trenches and now I be living in luxury
Why would I beef with you niggas? That's not beneficial
You not on my level, you under me
I got some niggas that doing them hits for the low
So you better think twice about touching me
I put it on in the winter, I'm dripping the summer
I'm fly like a motherfucking bumblebee (Shit)
I know I be flexing, but none of these niggas gon' humble me
It can get lonely when niggas make it to the top
But I'm chilling, I don't want no company (Shit)
I took too many shots in this bitch, now I'm in this bitch stumbling
Bitch, I want on her to smoke
I ain't running from nothing, that drama and beef should be fronting me (Huh)
We invated the club, but I Uber her straight to the hills (Yeah)
Boy, that pussy is water, I'm swimming that bitch, I got gills (Huh)
I ain't trusting nobody, 'cause none of these niggas is real (Yeah)
Niggas think that I switched, but I'm really the same nigga still

Yeah, he bought her Gucci, I'm finna go buy her a burkin
Spoiling women and taking them shopping
I'm tripping, I cut off a bitch and return it
DDG popping, these niggas gon' hear when I drop it
They saying, I'm hot as a furnace
I want a grammy, I been in the studio snapping
I feel like I really deserve it (Huh)
I can't come to the phone, 'cause I'm busy, I really be working
Give me a second, I'm busy, just leave me a message
Don't hit me unless it is urgent
When I be stressing, this blunt that I smoke is my blessing
I chill out as soon as I burn it
I want a Maybach and hired a motherfucking driver
This motherfucker came with the curtains

Yeah, I seen him on the internet, I ain't even know he can rap (Yeah)
But this shit ain't for play, you can go ahead and look at the stats
Quarter billion in the streets, you want some lil' nigga you know I got all of the racks
I get bored with the music, I'm probly' gonna start me a business and probly' go act (Yeah)
I get bored with the music, I'm probly' gonna star in a movie
Man, I can't even cap, since I start getting money, I started acting motherfucking bougie (Huh)
She a 10 in her face, but she ain't got no motherfucking booty
I get tired of the talking, I like how you walking
I'm tryna get all in that coochie (Yeah)
I ain't trusting security, nigga I'm keeping it tucked (Yeah)
I ain't fighting nobody, my nigga we never gon' touch
They be talking they rappers, so I gotta move a little different, I gotta adjust
I ain't trusting no nigga, I ain't trusting no bitches
I only be trusting my gut (Yeah)

Yeah, he bought her Gucci, I'm finna go buy her a burkin
Spoiling women and taking them shopping
I'm tripping, I cut off a bitch and return it
DDG popping, these niggas gon' hear when I drop it
They saying, I'm hot as a furnace
I want a grammy, I been in the studio snapping
I feel like I really deserve it (Huh)
I can't come to the phone, 'cause I'm busy, I really be working
Give me a second, I'm busy, just leave me a message
Don't hit me unless it is urgent
When I be stressing, this blunt that I smoke is my blessing
I chill out as soon as I burn it
I want a Maybach and hired a motherfucking driver
This motherfucker came with the curtains (Skrrt)