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letra de maybach curtains - ddg

[chorus]
yeah, he bought her gucci, i’m finna go buy her a burkin
spoilin’ women and takin’ them shoppin’
i’m trippin’, i cut off a b-tch and return it
ddg poppin’, these n-ggas gon’ hear when i drop it
they sayin’, i’m hot as a furnace
i want a grammy, i been in the studio snappin’
i feel like i really deserve it (huh)
i can’t come to the phone, ’cause i’m busy, i really be workin’
give me a second, i’m busy, just leave me a message
don’t hit me unless it is urgent
when i be stressin’, this blunt that i smoke is my blessin’
i chill out as soon as i burn it
i want a maybach and hired a motherf-ckin’ driver
this motherf-cker came with the curtains
[verse 1]
yeah, i came from the trenches and now i be livin’ in luxury
why would i beef with you n-ggas? that’s not beneficial
you not on my level, you under me
i got some n-ggas that doin’ them hits for the low
so you better think twice about touchin’ me
i put it on in the winter, i’m drippin’ the summer
i’m fly like a motherf-ckin’ bumblebee (sh-t)
i know i be flexin’, but none of these n-ggas gon’ humble me
it can get lonely when n-ggas make it to the top
but i’m chillin’, i don’t want no company (sh-t)
i took too many shots in this b-tch, now i’m in this b-tch stumblin’
b-tch, i want on her to smoke
i ain’t runnin’ from nothin’, that drama and beef should be frontin’ me (huh)
we invated the club, but i uber her straight to the hills (yeah)
boy, that p-ssy is water, i’m swimmin’ that b-tch, i got gills (huh)
i ain’t trustin’ n0body, ’cause none of these n-ggas is real (yeah)
n-ggas think that i switched, but i’m really the same n-gga still

[chorus]
yeah, he bought her gucci, i’m finna go buy her a burkin
spoilin’ women and takin’ them shoppin’
i’m trippin’, i cut off a b-tch and return it
ddg poppin’, these n-ggas gon’ hear when i drop it
they sayin’, i’m hot as a furnace
i want a grammy, i been in the studio snappin’
i feel like i really deserve it (huh)
i can’t come to the phone, ’cause i’m busy, i really be workin’
give me a second, i’m busy, just leave me a message
don’t hit me unless it is urgent
when i be stressin’, this blunt that i smoke is my blessin’
i chill out as soon as i burn it
i want a maybach and hired a motherf-ckin’ driver
this motherf-cker came with the curtains
[verse 2]
yeah, i seen him on the internet, i ain’t even know he can rap (yeah)
but this sh-t ain’t for play, you can go ahead and look at the stats
quarter billion in the streets, you want some lil’ n-gga you know i got all of the racks
i get bored with the music, i’m probly’ gonna start me a business and probly’ go act (yeah)
i get bored with the music, i’m probly’ gonna star in a movie
man, i can’t even cap, since i start gettin’ money, i started actin’ motherf-ckin’ bougie (huh)
she a 10 in her face, but she ain’t got no motherf-ckin’ booty
i get tired of the talkin’, i like how you walkin’
i’m tryna get all in that coochie (yeah)
i ain’t trustin’ security, n-gga i’m keepin’ it tucked (yeah)
i ain’t fightin’ n0body, my n-gga we never gon’ touch
they be talkin’ they rappers, so i gotta move a little different, i gotta adjust
i ain’t trustin’ no n-gga, i ain’t trustin’ no b-tches
i only be trustin’ my gut (yeah)

- ddg

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