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swerve - psycho mi & ydd maven lyrics

[chorus: ydd maven]
(yeah, it’s maven, we gon’ k!ll ’em)
sipping the lean, i be drinking (woah)
i’ma pop up the lean, i’ma sip it (i sip it)
i’ma whip up the money, the guap (guap)
it’s a big body, b*tch, it’s a tonka
i’ll shoot down my opps (oh)
woah, woah, i’ll shoot down my opps (my opps)
b*tch, i’ma swerve, b*tch, i’ma swerve (i swerve)
know i be keeping the juice like i’m herb (like herb)
f*ck with that yeat ’cause we up in the birds
bentley mulsanne, b*tch, i came in a herd (herd)
what you sayin’? b*tch, you know i ain’t heard
what you sayin’? b*tch, you know i ain’t playing
f*cked her bad, b*tch, she know that i’m banging
i’m ynw, that iron i’m slanging, woah (i’m slanging)
that iron, that iron, that iron i’m slanging (woah, woah, i’m slanging)

[verse: psycho mi]
huh, huh, i’ma keep rick tucked, keep rick
huh, i’ma keep rick tucked
huh, shawty want me, i’ma fakе her one time with it
bеt, we’ll see, tell me what? it died down?
looking at it, get a bad real jacket, i’ma put a bucket in the seat
yeah, real good
prolly finish when i see the bezel
yeah, real wrestle, shawty want the vessels
big moves, still walk up bet i’m in ’em zombie shoes, uh
pull on the b*tch, she wanna grab her b00bs, uh
pull up, i don’t love her, love her attitude
really don’t care, i don’t fall in love without attitude (uh, let’s go)
uh, pull the trigger, n*gga, i won’t fight you
made man stamped in this sh*t, i got pro tools, uh
push me to edge, i’m gon’ fall through
better watch your back ‘cause i’m sliding with your block too, uh
i ain’t seen ’em twice, bet that boy flew
get it back on track, we be walking through his whole hood, uh
pass the lighter back, i want smoke too, real sh*t
i almost f*cked up my lungs and my soul too, uh (soul)
now i’m eating good food, remember all the days i was skipping school (uh)
almost quit school, now a n*gga woke up in the morning 6’2″ (yeah, yeah, uh)
it’s been real good, counting cash in a big room (uh*uh*uh)
tryna teach my teachers you don’t even gotta read books
yeah, if we gon sell, you know i’ll be good (uh, uh)
yeah, huh, huh, how come all these b*tches the same? (same, same)
told my mama, she said “lil boy, you my son just stay in your lane” (homicide, what?)
i got all the cash, i be spending, yeah, come with my fame, uh, ooh (come with my what?)
mixed with the trap, trap one time now they going for fame (what, what, what?)
huh, on god, she tryna f*ck with the substance
i know you love that, she said that she love me
she tryna f*ck with our substance
huh, yeah, uh, she tryna f*ck with the substance (what?)
how she so deep with the substance? baby, she tryna f*ck with the substance
[chorus: ydd maven]
sipping the lean, i be drinking (woah)
i’ma pop up the lean, i’ma sip it (i sip it)
i’ma whip up the money, the guap (guap)
it’s a big body, b*tch, it’s a tonka
i’ll shoot down my opps (oh)
woah, woah, i’ll shoot down my opps (my opps)
b*tch, i’ma swerve, b*tch, i’ma swerve (i swerve)
know i be keeping the juice like i’m herb (like herb)
f*ck with that yeat ’cause we up in the birds
bentley mulsanne, b*tch, i came in a herd (herd)
what you sayin’? b*tch, you know i ain’t heard
what you sayin’? b*tch, you know i ain’t playing
f*cked her bad, b*tch, she know that i’m banging
i’m ynw, that iron i’m slanging, woah (i’m slanging)
that iron, that iron, that iron i’m slanging (woah, woah, i’m slanging)

- psycho mi ydd maven lyrics

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