Maybach Jumping (feat. Odee Bigs)

From the mud I was tripping and fumbling

**** broke and these be nothing

Like the maybach that trap shit be jumping

And it wasn't no bitch that could dump me

Gotta pray to the lord cuz we stomping

Keep it hundred we is not with the nonsense

Back on my bullshit am high as the roof

Am I move with a skii you don't know who be shooting

Shit be lit, she be tryna get with me

The boy can't settle for a minimum wage

On ma grind, I'll be tryna get paid

Gotta stay low waiting for my day

From the mud I was tripping and fumbling

Written on my chest, I keep it a hunnid

Back in the day they ain't show no loving

Now we back outside we maybach jumping

Keeping it real

I don't gotta chase a bitch I'm sleek

Demons with me

I was thuggin tryna fix up my shit

Demons with me

I was in the street tryna find my peace yh

What's up ma gee

Rolling up trees, you know as e be yeah

I cannot get out of my way, Im spending it fast and making it back

She wouldn't love me today if I didn't get money and run up my racks

Bet they go know my name

You **** is lame

I can't be like that

Odeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

From the mud I was tripping and fumbling

**** broke and these be nothing

Like the maybach that trap shit be jumping

And it wasn't no bitch that could dump me

Gotta pray to the lord cuz we stomping

Keep it hundred we is not with the nonsense

Back on my bullshit am high as the roof

Am I move with a skii you don't know who be shooting

Turnt as fuck can't depend on no salary

Lil bro capping I call it a fallacy

She wanna fuck on the gang it's a fantasy

Watch how I move you Goan see I Goan see I got accuracy

None these **** ain't real they can't match with me

I was fucking them hoes on them mattress

I love lil shorty she addicted to percosets

We was young we was geeking for recklessness

We outside **** ain't we balling and they can't

We Goan fuck until she pass out or fuck until she faint

It's was times I feel I would crash out I couldn't cuz I can't

For that money am a cash-cow currency what I stank

From the mud I was tripping and fumbling

**** broke and these be nothing

Like the maybach that trap shit be jumping

And it wasn't no bitch that could dump me

Gotta pray to the lord cuz we stomping

Keep it hundred we is not with the nonsense

Back on my bullshit am high as the roof

Am I move with a skii so you don't know who be shooting