Maserati

Ain't no talkin little baby in my Maserati Ain't got no license but I woke up in a new Bugatti Hands up Money out Baby this is a robbery Hands up Money out Baby this is a robbery You said that my songs lame But your favorite artist probably rap bout' the same thing I'm just being real mane Man crush can't dress even in those new Balmains Since the seven eleven been gettin gas Mess up the rotation this day your last Pop a perc' while I drive I won't feel the crash Coochie so dry that it left a rash Never been scared just avoid confrontation Premeditate it cause' I'm feelin' so patient All the money in the world i'ma take it Hispanics exist but you n***** still racist? Ain't no talkin little baby in my Maserati Ain't got no license but I woke up in a new Bugatti Hands up Money out Baby this is a robbery Hands up Money out Baby this is a robbery Lord Jesus N***** was hating on Yeezus? Six years go by and you n***** praise it like ya' knees needless Everybody talkin bout' they love but reality hit they don't mean it Complaining bout ya' president But never once thought to commit no treason? I don't believe it We live inna land If you don't fight you are less of a man Stand for something fall for anything Stand for the jewls on my pinky ring Ain't no talkin little baby in my Maserati Ain't got no license but I woke up in a new Bugatti Hands up Money out Baby this is a robbery Hands up Money out Baby this is a robbery The only man That makes demands Who died on that cross He's so calm like Bob Ross But I am a god We all are gods Ain't no talkin little baby In my Maserati Ain't got no license but i woke up in a New Bugatti Hands up Money out Baby this is a robbery Hands up Money out Baby this is a robbery