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maintenance man - 41, kyle richh & jenn carter lyrics

[intro]
(breaking news, 24 has started an invasion at the function)
(24 is the goat)
uhh
4s on top like it’s 41 shots (like, d*mn)

[chorus: kyle richh]
and i clean sh*t up like i’m the maintenance man (like, what?)
g3 really makes sh*t dance (like, d*mn)
she wanna f*ck on a dangerous man, let’s go (let’s go)
and we mobbed too deep, it’s a whole lotta shots in his kickback (baow)
big g got a whole lotta kickback (baow)
pistol bullets just knockin’ his sh*t back (baow, baow, baow), f*ck

[verse 1: kyle richh]
new opp, it’s a party ’cause we really did that (new opp)
fl!ck first with my n*ggas, it’s active
double f, you don’t play for the sit*backs (like, d*mn)
i’m a worldwide threat, i got a shooter in uk (word to bro)
why would i beef with a bum, b*tch?
i make more than you make (word to bro)

[verse 2: nemzzz]
upgraded all her fashion
givin’ them ig captions
you ain’t on sh*t, you’re chattin’
trust me, g, we ain’t lackin’
stay hungry like i’m fastin’
free my bro, got a case he battlin’
i’m in nyc with a sweet one
off the henny, i’m ’bout to tap it
this money, i get it a lot
i got different types of thots
if you talkin’ me and k then a hundred k don’t mean a lot
windows open, just in case, fed try run in the spot
she wanna cry in the lambo
she wanna shake it all on the yacht (grahh, grahh)
[verse 3: dee billz]
they know db is the biggest (baow, baow, baow)
they know my n*ggas the richest
bro wanna light ’em, he tryna fl!ck it
and i got a baddie, i swear she the thickest (word to my mother, n*gga)
facts, like, bae keep callin’, i told her, “i’m with the felons”
i’m outside and i got my possession (i got my—)
big gun and this sh*t came with suppression (baow, baow)
n*n*ggas mentionin’ me, thinkin’ they gonna blow up
he got shot for that sh*t that he throw up (word to my dead)
when i got the news, what i did? roll up (roll ’em up, pick ’em up, n*gga)
w*when i’m in the spot, i’m throwin’ the 4s up
and the opps, i throw down
i don’t get searched, so i got the pole tucked, d*ckhead

[chorus: kyle richh]
and i clean sh*t up like i’m the maintenance man (like, what?)
g3 really makes sh*t dance (like, d*mn)
she wanna f*ck on a dangerous man, let’s go (let’s go)
and we mobbed too deep, it’s a whole lotta shots in his kickback (baow)
big g got a whole lotta kickback (baow)
pistol bullets just knockin’ his sh*t back (baow, baow, baow,grrah), f*ck

[verse 4: jenn carter]
post up on they block
b*tch, i put trust in my ratchet (ratchet)
semi gon’ fl!ck automatic
i’m bustin’ this thirty, it came with attachments
and brodie a savage, he smurk while he fl!ckin’, i think it’s a habit (habit)
free dem boys, i was up in they g*lock (g*lock)
boys on my body, i gotta move tactic, grahh
but we got low on the chase, i’m only chasin’ the chase (grahh)
i can’t be chasin’ no b*tch but with me she gon’ tie up her lace (it’s carter, d*ckhead)
all of my steppers is rich, patty, literally totin’ the smith
and i stay on the block like jenga
he push up, he gon’ turn to a vic (it’s carter, d*ckhead)
[chorus: kyle richh]
and i clean sh*t up like i’m the maintenance man (like, what?)
g3 really makes sh*t dance (like, d*mn)
she wanna f*ck on a dangerous man, let’s go (let’s go)
and we mobbed too deep, it’s a whole lotta shots in his kickback (baow)
big g got a whole lotta kickback (baow)
pistol bullets just knockin’ his sh*t back (baow, baow, baow), f*ck

- 41 kyle richh jenn carter lyrics

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