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- Hit-Boy Maniac 歌词
- YG Hit-Boy
- They say I lost my mind I done turned to a maniac (Maniac)
Half a milli' on my neck I'm rockin' big racks
Kidnap his b***h he can't get his b***h back
Take that take that take that take that
I done lost my mind I done turned to a maniac (Maniac)
The money got my head gone they don't know where he at
I be trippin' with Goyard luggage I carry that
F**kin' on a popstar I'm tryna marry that
Uh-uh YG you changed
Ever since you been f**kin' with them superstar b***hes
Saint-Laurent drippin' this how I'm feelin'
Only thing changed is the drip b***h I'm chilly
Smellin' like Tom Ford lookin' like a million
What you expect
I'm a star with stars in the ceilin'
Ridin' by myself got the 40 and it's chromed (Chromed)
Everything else bust down yellow gold (Gold)
They like YG he tryna come for your spot (Spot)
I'm like How
B***h I'm sittin' on the block not a throne (Throne)
I'm in my own lane I don't race for nan' n***a
I put bands on heads give you a headband n***a
All my b***hes bad they don't use filters
Your b***hes made of plastic and got fillers (Got fillers)
Fix your wig get your track right
Tired of that b***h you look like last night
Whole lotta millions so what
I got my plaques right
I can tell you n***as ain't eatin' get your shmack right
They say I lost my mind I done turned to a maniac (Maniac)
Half a milli' on my neck I'm rockin' big racks
Kidnap his b***h he can't get his b***h back
Take that take that take that take that
I done lost my mind I done turned to a maniac (Maniac)
The money got my head gone they don't know where he at
I be trippin' with Goyard luggage I carry that
F**kin' on a popstar I'm tryna marry that
All this ice is kinda scary (Kinda scary)
All this ice is Ben & Jerry (Ben & Jerry)
All this ice without no deal (Without no deal)
Woke up with some ice in my teeth tooth fairy (Tooth fairy)
Yeah stunt on a b***h
We're from the gate I'm tryna f**k keep it blunt on a b***h
She know what's up with the clicks
She know she gone in the mornin' she tryna suck on some d**k
If you ain't tryna f**k girl I ain't mad at you
Chewin' on some gum I might spit it right at you
Talked her out her panties she thought she was at Chapel
The way I mack h*es I should be sponsored by Apple
F**k all the opps pop they tops like Snapples
The shooters wanna slide you know I cover the travel
In the city I'm a n***a b***h put up a statue
I got rich and started sendin' hitters at you
They say I lost my mind I done turned to a maniac (Maniac)
Half a milli' on my neck I'm rockin' big racks
Kidnap his b***h he can't get his b***h back
Take that take that take that take that
I done lost my mind I done turned to a maniac (Maniac)
The money got my head gone they don't know where he at
I be trippin' with Goyard luggage I carry that
F**kin' on a popstar I'm tryna marry that
Say say I lost my mind say I lost my mind I
I be trippin' with Goyard luggage I carry that
They say I lost my mind I done turned to a
Turned to a
I got rich and started sendin' hitters at you
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