Maybelline

I'm gone get mine 'cuz it's destined
You touch the piece then you resting
This ain't a piece its a weapon
Run with the .357
Smith and Westen I'm a legend
Got the quap I up a Glock
Drake and Josh I'm like Megan
Young nigga on the block
Been a G since eleven
Pedigree for the peasants
Two coupes when I'm present
Sangria for the blessings
If you tired you should check in
Andale no more talking
Double knot double check in
Long ride 'til the check in (and I just do this for my set)
Can't deny it when they make it
And I know to watch my back
'Cuz niggas love you then they hate you
Getting mad when they don't phase you
Get at me when yo weight up
Niggas folding under pressure
Hold on wait matter fact
You switching sides switching faces
Whole team live in cases
Whole team touching bases
Home team stealing bases
Yo team looking basic
Yo bitch suckin' basics
Home-run with the stations
I need checks

Just so I can say
I bought this house for dukes (dukes yeah yeah)
Niggas hatin' but
I keep them boys on mute (yeah yeah)
I done made it this far
Just by sticking to my roots (to my roots yeah yeah)
Yea the whip is clean
Its looking better with no roof (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
So I chopped that bitch in two (two two two two two)
Chopped that bitch in two (chopped that bitch in two yeah)

Just hit the block just like an alligator
I ain't never bust no favors
Everything I smoke is flavor
Fuck wrong with this niggas lately
Better check they undercarriage
Pull that from the undercarriage
That sound like an understatement
I love money like we married
Do this shit its very scary
Do this shit without no merit
Smoke good kush that's Mary Mary
That sound like an understatement
I love money like we married
Do this shit its very scary
Smoke good kush that's Mary Mary
Lets make love without the payment
But just keep the same arrangement
Baby even when I'm famous
I still lay you on the pavement
I still keep that on my side
Even tho I know its dangerous (count)
Let them niggas chill inside
I got heat up in my fingers
Hoe you ain't gone tie me down
So I'm flying off the henges
Close the door pull it down
Foreign coupe Lambo henges
Niggas foul crossed the line
Kept the heat up in the trenches (yea)
Settled down for my moms

Just so I can say
I bought this house for dukes (dukes yeah yeah)
Niggas hatin' but
I keep them boys on mute (yeah yeah)
I done made it this far
Just by sticking to my roots (to my roots yeah yeah)
Yea the whip is clean
It's looking better with no roof (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
So I chopped that bitch in two (two two two two two)
Chopped that bitch in two (chopped that bitch in two yeah)

Chopped that bitch in two yeah
Chopped that bitch in two yeah
Chopped that bitch in two yeah



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Writer(s): Ermonte Uitenham
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