Fourmatic boys on the rise, we the wave like erosion's
Y'all niggas way too tired, nigga what do you gain from emotions?
Stop the commotion, y'all niggas not outside
Suck a dick, you sucka niggas can die
If I want it, there ain't no way you can stop it
I could cancel all your plans with a swipe
I could cancel all your plans for life
Truthfully, you see the physique
You know you not fucking with me
To keep it a bean, I need me a G
If I'm putting words to a sheet
You niggas centipedes, you sensitive please
A hundred feet on 'em at least
I'm where I'm supposed to be, my spirit at ease
You don't wanna talk about free
I need 20 million on me (tax free)
Why you talking on the tweets (at me)
I can see it in your face (acne), you don't feel safe
Won't you come clean? (Tax free)
Got a brand-new watch, that bitch tax free (yuh!)
I don't need no Glock for no rap beef (save)
Them boys xerox, that's a pet peeve (yuh!)
Bitch, I paid my dues, tax free
Maytag niggas, I'ma Maytag niggas (Maytag)
Maytag niggas, I'ma Maytag niggas (louder)
Maytag niggas, I'ma Maytag niggas (kids!)
Maytag niggas, I'ma Maytag niggas (louder!)
Yeah
Name a nigga that can wash me (yeah, right, okay!)
Better go get some money (yeah, right, okay!)
Air it out like laundry (yeah, right, okay!)
All my real niggas copy (yeah, right, okay!)
Maytag niggas, I'ma Maytag niggas
Maytag niggas, I'ma Maytag niggas
(Maytag)
♪
Sick of all you hoes, it's a pandemic
He said he want smoke, can he handle it? No
You don't gotta question if I'm authentic
All my hoes from the motherland, they look like Russell Stover's
Bitch, I'm feeling extra as fuck
Leprechaun scope, nigga push your luck
I don't need to boast, I just gotta show up
Yeah, I heard all your flows, you not fucking wit' us, yeah (bitch)
Bitch, I know yo' baby momma way too well especially
She tell me what time you work, so I'll be there 'til next week
I got me some lead for anybody wanna test me
Bless me, I don't need protection
Capricorn king, you can't cancel me (cancel me)
Well-dressed hood booger, baby, dance with me
I know what you want, get your hands off me
All she get is dick and happy hour then she go to sleep
Tell me who you with 'cause ain't no playing sides (playing sides)
Run up on yo' ass, it's just me, no mas
Niggas mad 'cause my theme song like E. coli
Roaming wit' pockets of Romaine
Gold chains, go change your gang
Niggas want yo' lane, no way
I'ma let you get in my space
I'ma take the food off yo' plate
I'ma give yo' boo Yoplait
Playing no games with this shit
I'm like Coltrane with this shit
Put my soul train in yo' bitch
Head for goal don't need assist
How you a goat? You don't exist
Open the door, hit me a lick
Bitch, I'm Hov's 92 bricks
Losing control, niggas don't know where to go
You headed straight for the cliff
You get exposed, you perpetrate in your flows
You better come clean with that shit
(Maytag)