Maserati

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Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy
(Out of my mind, out of my mind)
Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me
(Too many times, too many times)
Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy
(Out of my mind, out of my mind)
Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me
(Too many times, too many times)
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Yeah i'm stuck in my ways
Chase the bag, I gotta get paid
Grab the 40, i'm letting it blaze
Off the scenes, i'm switching them lanes
These bitches they fucked up
Run up on me, get run out of luck
I keep that gun tuck
Say you a killer, i'm feedin' them slugs
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
I gotta keep it real though, I don't want to die
You bitches dickride, go get back for the homie you call your "Friend"
Cut that fake shit, all pretend
If I miss, I spin again, spin again, spin again
And I might just hit his… (Boaw)
Hop out the Scat', where my shooters at
Guess they runnin' late
All my opps probably smokin' rock, so I got time to waste
Picked up my pace 'cause I saw a cop ten feet down the block
(Grrt grrt grrt grrt grrt grrt grrt)
How many homies you know that is ready to spin when it's time for the drama
I'm lettin' off every shots in this clip
I put that shit on my mama
The homies told me "Chill out"
bag on his head so he dyin' proper
We might've mixed it up with Fentanyl, somebody go call him a doctor
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Swirvin' Maserati
I don't know nobody
Pull up to the party
Then I shoot at everybody
Talkin' in my sleep at night, makin' myself crazy
(Out of my mind, out of my mind)
Wrote it down and read it out, hopin' it would save me
(Too many times)

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