Mayday
I don't talk, pussy nigga, better pipe down
If I want it, I'mma take it, nigga, right now
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, yo' bitch all in a night gown
Mayday! Man down! Mayday! Man down!
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, ya in ya night gown
First off, I'mma fuck up your head like a tumor
Let my dog chase yo' ass down like a puma
I had to show that I'm looney, now they tuned to us
So many rollies, I'm like "Which?", no broom in us
I know these pussy muhfuckas wanna see me dead
I know my eye not bleeding but all I ever see is red
I got them demons 'round my back, I just nickname 'em pets
That pussy water, I'm a dolphin like a fuckin' egg
Run, run, these niggas in trouble, lil' nigga
Zuse'll get 'em, he shootin' like pride, no nickels
Hundred bands, hundred bands, pull up at your spot
For a hundred bands, shoot a hundred shots
Beat the nigga bad till he got a hundred knots
Only thing I wanna know "What's the deal?", no Scott
I don't talk, pussy nigga, better pipe down
If I want it, I'mma take it, nigga, right now
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, yo' bitch all in a night gown
Mayday! Man down! Mayday! Man down!
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, ya in ya night gown
Mayday, man down, Kingston nigga run ya damn town
Oh, Thugga, we gon' kill them niggas, hands down
Stand down or get shot where ya stand now
Don't get caught like a bitch with your pants down
I don't give a fuck and I don't really give a damn now
Life got stopped like a truck gettin' fanned down
Thugga, what we got? Cash money, got the bands now
MAC-10 fry y'all niggas like a hash brown
Every nigga touch the damn ground
No, you can't hide, pussy nigga, get dragged out
"Mayday!" That's y'all when you land down
I don't talk, pussy nigga, better pipe down
If I want it, I'mma take it, nigga, right now
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, yo' bitch all in a night gown
Mayday! Man down! Mayday! Man down!
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, ya in ya night gown
If I want it, I'mma take it, nigga, right now
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, yo' bitch all in a night gown
Mayday! Man down! Mayday! Man down!
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, ya in ya night gown
First off, I'mma fuck up your head like a tumor
Let my dog chase yo' ass down like a puma
I had to show that I'm looney, now they tuned to us
So many rollies, I'm like "Which?", no broom in us
I know these pussy muhfuckas wanna see me dead
I know my eye not bleeding but all I ever see is red
I got them demons 'round my back, I just nickname 'em pets
That pussy water, I'm a dolphin like a fuckin' egg
Run, run, these niggas in trouble, lil' nigga
Zuse'll get 'em, he shootin' like pride, no nickels
Hundred bands, hundred bands, pull up at your spot
For a hundred bands, shoot a hundred shots
Beat the nigga bad till he got a hundred knots
Only thing I wanna know "What's the deal?", no Scott
I don't talk, pussy nigga, better pipe down
If I want it, I'mma take it, nigga, right now
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, yo' bitch all in a night gown
Mayday! Man down! Mayday! Man down!
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, ya in ya night gown
Mayday, man down, Kingston nigga run ya damn town
Oh, Thugga, we gon' kill them niggas, hands down
Stand down or get shot where ya stand now
Don't get caught like a bitch with your pants down
I don't give a fuck and I don't really give a damn now
Life got stopped like a truck gettin' fanned down
Thugga, what we got? Cash money, got the bands now
MAC-10 fry y'all niggas like a hash brown
Every nigga touch the damn ground
No, you can't hide, pussy nigga, get dragged out
"Mayday!" That's y'all when you land down
I don't talk, pussy nigga, better pipe down
If I want it, I'mma take it, nigga, right now
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, yo' bitch all in a night gown
Mayday! Man down! Mayday! Man down!
You be flexin' round this bitch like this ain't my town
Run up in yo' crib, ya in ya night gown
Credits
Writer(s): Leland Wayne, Jeffery Williams, Cheikh Gordon
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