Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mavericks, artist - Danny Wolf. Date of issue: 13.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mavericks |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Danny, I see you |
| Yeah |
| I need the bands, straight out the jump |
| They don’t want beef, the don’t want none |
| Niggas be playing, I ain’t the one |
| I ain’t DB like I play for the Suns |
| They took an L, look what I done |
| Bands on my head like I’m taking a run |
| He talkin' hits, while we hit him with some |
| Let him play hard, he get beat like a drum |
| I need the bands, straight out the jump |
| They don’t want beef, the don’t want none |
| Niggas be playing, I ain’t the one |
| I ain’t DB like I play for the Suns |
| They took an L, look what I done |
| Bands on my head like I’m taking a run |
| He talkin' hits, well we hit him with some |
| Let him play hard, he get beat like a drum |
| Pull up on yo' block nigga, like «What happened?» |
| Shawty on bluff and think he a savage |
| Bitch, I’m Lil Tecca, nigga, I ain’t average |
| Shoot him like Dirk, nigga on the Mavericks |
| I see a thot, Chris Paul, pass it |
| Shorty she bad, big, don’t bag it |
| I’m 'bout to blow up fast, no fraggin' |
| Baddie a foreign, hair long draggin' |
| I spit the fire nigga, like a dragon |
| Lovin' the kid and she lovin' my fashion |
| I’m in the spot, nigga got status |
| Fuckin' these bitches when I started rappin' |
| Nigga you lyin', why you steady cappin'? |
| Choppa gon' hit him, make him do a back-flip |
| I got metal, you don’t want static |
| I got metal, you don’t want static |
| I’m talkin' shit nigga, I ain’t rappin', I got the dope for real |
| She white, she snow for real |
| Them shots, they blow with a kill |
| Like 300, had to Glo for real |
| Yeah, don’t assume if you don’t know for real |
| They think they know me but they don’t for real |
| Had to do it on my own for real |
| Matt G, he the bro for real |
| Made it happen with some time to kill |
| Made songs, had them lines to spill |
| Shorty bad, she a dime for real |
| To the top, had to climb for real |
| She love the top, now she mine for real |
| Hol' up, had to scale from the back to the front |
| You thought I was out, nigga, I ain’t done |
| Pull up on yo' block nigga, like what happened |
| Shot on your block for thinkin' he a savage |
| Bitch, I’m Lil Tecca, nigga, I ain’t average |
| Shoot him like Dirk, nigga on the Mavericks |
| I see a thot, Chris Paul, pass it |
| Shorty she bad, big, don’t bag it |
| I’m 'bout to blow up fast, no fraggin' |
| Baddie a foreign, hair long draggin' |
| I spit the fire nigga, like a dragon |
| Lovin' the kid and she lovin' my fashion |
| I’m in the spot, nigga got status |
| Fuckin' these bitches when I started rappin' |
| Nigga you lyin', why you steady cappin'? |
| Choppa gon' hit him, make him do a back-flip |
| I got metal, you don’t want static |
| I got metal, you don’t want static |