Mr. Maison
Should I, should I keep sayin' this shit
Like, I mean, you already know this number two, right?
Yeah
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Runnin' down Weston, nickname me Mr. Maison
Don't chase me, John Lee said "I'm crazy"
Eighty to the face got my fans thinkin' I made it
I was in the town, doin' my rounds
Fix that face, although I gotta man down
Nigga clowns, always playin' around
Shoot you and that fifth of Brandy since you wanna be down
Listen, Billy, please stop with all that cryin'
I don't want your free feature, so please stop with all that whinin'
Bustdown on my wrist, he lookin' for the perfect timin'
Mister Mosely get dough, just check my fuckin' number file
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Mr. Maison, that's my name, huh
How you talkin' shit with your pants down, brains out?
Sheesh, you got some nerve
Poured off this Act so all my lingo got a slur
Just found fifty, I guess bingo was the word
Twitter thugs, couldn't find these silly niggas with a bird
Get burnt, please don't go against the word
Shit gettin' ugly, let's get this juice from the murder
Too turnt, pull up on these nggas, skrrt
Bambino hop out, let's see him run from a nerd
All my hitmans came from the ISIS, less murderers
Two cellphones for the juggs and the murders
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Like, I mean, you already know this number two, right?
Yeah
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Runnin' down Weston, nickname me Mr. Maison
Don't chase me, John Lee said "I'm crazy"
Eighty to the face got my fans thinkin' I made it
I was in the town, doin' my rounds
Fix that face, although I gotta man down
Nigga clowns, always playin' around
Shoot you and that fifth of Brandy since you wanna be down
Listen, Billy, please stop with all that cryin'
I don't want your free feature, so please stop with all that whinin'
Bustdown on my wrist, he lookin' for the perfect timin'
Mister Mosely get dough, just check my fuckin' number file
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Mr. Maison, that's my name, huh
How you talkin' shit with your pants down, brains out?
Sheesh, you got some nerve
Poured off this Act so all my lingo got a slur
Just found fifty, I guess bingo was the word
Twitter thugs, couldn't find these silly niggas with a bird
Get burnt, please don't go against the word
Shit gettin' ugly, let's get this juice from the murder
Too turnt, pull up on these nggas, skrrt
Bambino hop out, let's see him run from a nerd
All my hitmans came from the ISIS, less murderers
Two cellphones for the juggs and the murders
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
Bitch, I got two cellphones, who the fuck I think I'm Gates?
Nah, bitch it's Mr. Maison, the police wanna chase me
Identify me by these Maisons, they like "Drakeo go crazy"
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