Dave East - Maybach (East Mix) lyrics

[Intro] Cool, I just paint it blue Ooh, your b**h ate me too BlocBoy what's crackin'? I had to do this sh** [Chorus] Ridin' in a mothaf**in' Maybach My homie he fresh out, he just did eight flat Connect fronted some work, I still ain't payed back Every snitch should die, on God I hate rats Ridin' in a mothaf**in' Maybach My homie he fresh out, he just did eight flat Connect fronted some work, I still ain't payed back Every snitch should die, on God I hate rats [Verse] Cool, I just paint it blue Ooh, your b**h ate the crew True, gang I bang it too Do, what I came to do Ice, water just splash in the Patek I caught him in traffic on Madison I took his top off over some Khalid sh** 600 start up automatic No response, I act like I don't hear that Told my b**h, bring a friend ya'll can share that Head shot, aim, right where your beard at New Glock, shoot you right out your Air Max AMIRI and Off White, I wear that Slippers on 'em blocks where you n***as scared at Everywhere I go, my j**elry I wear that Same club you front in, you end up dead at I'm sober [?], where the meds at I'm not tryna go where the feds at You jackin' my bro 'til I dead that Tell Don or Tee Grizz' send a head tap I bought a Rover with my first check And I ain't even went to work yet Catch an opp and leave his shirt wet How New York sound, yeah I heard Flex BlocBoy that's my Grape Now I got the cops talking 'bout my tapes Scrap you in the box, cause I'm gaining weight Pull up on the plug, I ain't tryna wait New Prada's with the straps Call my n***as Fats, send another batch She give me head and get a cab I'll come outside and get a bag I ain't talkin' bout the dance, when me and Wiz did the dab I left kids in her mouth, she had your kids and you mad We got a crib in the South, and bought some whips with the cash I got a stick in my bag, you play I'm unzippin' it fast [Chorus] Ridin' in a mothaf**in' Maybach My homie he fresh out, he just did eight flat Connect fronted some work, I still ain't payed back Every snitch should die, on God I hate rats Ridin' in a mothaf**in' Maybach My homie he fresh out he just did eight flat Connect fronted some work, I still ain't payed back Every snitch should die, on God I hate rats [Outro] BlocBoy, my n***a I f** with the Rover, you know what I mean? It's Maybach season, my n***a Big boy toys and sh** like that, blue lights, you dig? Feel like first-cla** in the backseat Maybach My homie he fresh out, he just did eight flat Every snitch should die, on God I hate rats