"Maya Angelou" lyrics
Cash Kidd & Icewear Vezzo Lyrics
[Cash Kidd:]
I can see it from the back, she got a camel toe
Keep a snack with me, I ain't Shaggy, though
The bitch I just blocked, you would sniff her pantyhose
(I'm Kured)
Bought a pint to face it, I ain't petty, though
Shit, might as well pour it, Maya Angelou
She asked do I got a bitch, several
When that nickel low, this ain't The Amanda Show
Think about it before you try me, ain't no free samples
Got your bitch lowkey like a piano
Pull up in a Benz and speed off in a 'Hawk, Seattle
Killers with me waitin' on my snap like a deep tackle
They waitin' on my word, they tellin' me, "Preach, pastor"
She keep askin' what's that taste in my Peach Fanta?
Made a mean bitch turn her rude off, call me Santa
Got a box talkin' back to me like Ring cameras
Ooh, trappin' ain't dead, niggas terrified
Boy, I took a shot for them M's, call me Cheddar Bob
I was finna cuff that bitch, but nevermind
I put me in front of everything like leprechaun
I'ma always put the money over that bitch every time
Every town, I got traps everywhere at Jerry Town
A blind nigga could get slapped, he better recognize
Ayy, I got Palm on like a back massage
Fresh as hell, woke up, feelin' blessed from God
Laughin' at your team, your puny-ass huddle
Finna ball on 'em again just like last summer
When I say I spiked my punch, it ain't brass knuckles
Pop the top and throw some dirt in like a trash dumpster
Broke bitch was sleepin' on the kid, hope that nap worth it
Know you see me fuckin' up this chicken like a black person
Watch me get the bag and run it like I snatched purses
[Icewear Vezzo:]
Got a 30 in the strap, yeah, them Act' Perkies
Water on me, make a bitch drown if she act thirsty
I let a whole hundred fly then we back lurkin'
Shoot the high point 'til it jam and it's back workin'
Never date a bitch, Dweller on my wrist
Rose Gold 38, it was born in '86, huh
Never paid to hit, I'm too lit
Only time a nigga ever paid to hit is when I had to pay for hits
Whole wrist hittin', whole neck glisten
Ice piece chilly, ice cream mentions
Take a nigga soul, you know, like we stealin'
Forgiatos on the Rolls, it look like Meek Mill's
Yeah, need a mask on 'cause the dog too strong
And let it merge with the Fent' like I caught two phones
Get a nigga blitzed, one call, you gone
I got three Audemars and they all two-tone
Nigga, fuck the plug up every time they ain't lend
Hit the club, throw a dub up, RP 10
I heard niggas wired up, tryna tie me in
Cybertruck hella big, could've parked three Lambs, nigga
Ran the bag up, put the cash up
Put a tag on him, nigga, pick your mans up
I was feelin' like the one when I ain't have much
Them niggas always fucked up, they got bad luck, ugh
I can see it from the back, she got a camel toe
Keep a snack with me, I ain't Shaggy, though
The bitch I just blocked, you would sniff her pantyhose
(I'm Kured)
Bought a pint to face it, I ain't petty, though
Shit, might as well pour it, Maya Angelou
She asked do I got a bitch, several
When that nickel low, this ain't The Amanda Show
Think about it before you try me, ain't no free samples
Got your bitch lowkey like a piano
Pull up in a Benz and speed off in a 'Hawk, Seattle
Killers with me waitin' on my snap like a deep tackle
They waitin' on my word, they tellin' me, "Preach, pastor"
She keep askin' what's that taste in my Peach Fanta?
Made a mean bitch turn her rude off, call me Santa
Got a box talkin' back to me like Ring cameras
Ooh, trappin' ain't dead, niggas terrified
Boy, I took a shot for them M's, call me Cheddar Bob
I was finna cuff that bitch, but nevermind
I put me in front of everything like leprechaun
I'ma always put the money over that bitch every time
Every town, I got traps everywhere at Jerry Town
A blind nigga could get slapped, he better recognize
Ayy, I got Palm on like a back massage
Fresh as hell, woke up, feelin' blessed from God
Laughin' at your team, your puny-ass huddle
Finna ball on 'em again just like last summer
When I say I spiked my punch, it ain't brass knuckles
Pop the top and throw some dirt in like a trash dumpster
Broke bitch was sleepin' on the kid, hope that nap worth it
Know you see me fuckin' up this chicken like a black person
Watch me get the bag and run it like I snatched purses
[Icewear Vezzo:]
Got a 30 in the strap, yeah, them Act' Perkies
Water on me, make a bitch drown if she act thirsty
I let a whole hundred fly then we back lurkin'
Shoot the high point 'til it jam and it's back workin'
Never date a bitch, Dweller on my wrist
Rose Gold 38, it was born in '86, huh
Never paid to hit, I'm too lit
Only time a nigga ever paid to hit is when I had to pay for hits
Whole wrist hittin', whole neck glisten
Ice piece chilly, ice cream mentions
Take a nigga soul, you know, like we stealin'
Forgiatos on the Rolls, it look like Meek Mill's
Yeah, need a mask on 'cause the dog too strong
And let it merge with the Fent' like I caught two phones
Get a nigga blitzed, one call, you gone
I got three Audemars and they all two-tone
Nigga, fuck the plug up every time they ain't lend
Hit the club, throw a dub up, RP 10
I heard niggas wired up, tryna tie me in
Cybertruck hella big, could've parked three Lambs, nigga
Ran the bag up, put the cash up
Put a tag on him, nigga, pick your mans up
I was feelin' like the one when I ain't have much
Them niggas always fucked up, they got bad luck, ugh
