"Two Tone Maybach" lyrics
Two-tone, Maybach look like an Oreo
Pop out, all black, finna swing my door
That boy poppin' on IG, but then real life he broke
Boy that Perc hittin', somebody gon' pass me a pole
Better not play up in that day room, get hit with a sock and soap
When my lil' brother died, I damn near really lost all hope
Countin' Benjamins and takin' Perc 10s, that's how I cope
It's midnight, I'm in the back of lamb truck
VV bustin', K from Russia, if you run up on me, I'ma bust it
It's 3AM, huh, I done switched up to the road
Fell asleep off the lean, woke up to her giving throat
I woke up to her giving becky
How bout just like nines, Glock gon' hit em in the belly
Made him hit the pavement, huh, it's like I hit a Hesi
Ma dukes told me stay dangerous, snuck the .30 in the section
Just like little Caesar's, got my heat ready
Bitch, I'm posted up in here with slime, screamin' ''Free Melly''
I ain't tryna go unless the freaks ready
Snuck the 4-3X in my shoe, call it Giuseppe
Two-tone, Maybach look like an Oreo
Pop out, all black, finna swing my door
That boy poppin' on IG, but then real life he broke
Boy that Perc hittin', somebody gon' pass me a pole
Better not play up in that day room, get hit with a sock and soap
When my lil' brother died, I damn near really lost all hope
Countin' Benjamins and takin' Perc 10s, that's how I cope
Pop out, all black, finna swing my door
That boy poppin' on IG, but then real life he broke
Boy that Perc hittin', somebody gon' pass me a pole
Better not play up in that day room, get hit with a sock and soap
When my lil' brother died, I damn near really lost all hope
Countin' Benjamins and takin' Perc 10s, that's how I cope
It's midnight, I'm in the back of lamb truck
VV bustin', K from Russia, if you run up on me, I'ma bust it
It's 3AM, huh, I done switched up to the road
Fell asleep off the lean, woke up to her giving throat
I woke up to her giving becky
How bout just like nines, Glock gon' hit em in the belly
Made him hit the pavement, huh, it's like I hit a Hesi
Ma dukes told me stay dangerous, snuck the .30 in the section
Just like little Caesar's, got my heat ready
Bitch, I'm posted up in here with slime, screamin' ''Free Melly''
I ain't tryna go unless the freaks ready
Snuck the 4-3X in my shoe, call it Giuseppe
Two-tone, Maybach look like an Oreo
Pop out, all black, finna swing my door
That boy poppin' on IG, but then real life he broke
Boy that Perc hittin', somebody gon' pass me a pole
Better not play up in that day room, get hit with a sock and soap
When my lil' brother died, I damn near really lost all hope
Countin' Benjamins and takin' Perc 10s, that's how I cope
Writer(s): Hunter Addison Brown, Miles Spiel, Lamar C Alexidor
