| It went matte black
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| It went matte black
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| It went matte black
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| It went matte black
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| Let’s go Mario
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| Opp block, opp block, yeah, get shot up nonstop
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| High top Margielas on the kid, with Gucci socks
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| Yeah we riding in these fucking foreign cars, with a big chop chop
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| I 'getcha brother head top, momma top, and daddy top
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| Yeah your baby mama gimme top, 'cause I got your head popped
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| Yeah, I care what you ride in, send 'em to a pop, that’s locked
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| God damn, get the fuck back, why you always on my cock?
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| Hey
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| Maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (Hey)
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| Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought?
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| Want no fucking clothes, you spent it all on a broad (Let's go)
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| Where your drip at? |
| Where your bitch at?
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| Yeah, she moaning when she see the kid, I keep that wet
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| You talking about a fucking opp block, we keep that wet
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| We flipping bodies, houses and cars like a Tec-Deck
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| Young nigga flaw, it’s a pussy, you tryna protect that?
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| You a fake shooter, why you tryna portray that?
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| You a, you caught that body, but you ain’t tell that
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| We ain’t riding to no Gucci in that hellcat
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| Yeah we playing Gunna, Thugger and Lil Baby
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| Kicking back, listen to Mad Mob in that wraith
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| Baby mama tripping, told her back up, give me space
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| I know the world sleeping on me, but it’s ok
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| 'Cause you ain’t ever own shit (Shit)
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| My diamonds be shining when I enter the building
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| Came in aggressive, I don’t talk to you niggas
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| I be spazzing on niggas
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| No phone calls, I don’t contact these niggas
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| Got call laws from texting from niggas
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| I heard you begging for verses from niggas
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| I’m running them bands like, 'lil nigga
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| Stop capping, I heard you heard, 'lil nigga
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| Hey
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| Maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (Hey)
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| Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought?
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| Want no fucking clothes, you spent it all on a broad (Let's go)
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| Where your drip at? |
| Where your bitch at?
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| Yeah, she moaning when she see the kid, I keep that wet
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| You talking about a fucking opp block, we keep that wet
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| We flipping bodies, houses and cars like a Tec-Deck
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| Young nigga
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| It went matte black
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| It went matte black
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| It went matte black
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| It went matte black
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| Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black
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| I went Maybach, Maybach
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| It went matte black
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| It went matte black
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| It went matte black
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| It went matte black
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| Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black
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| I went Maybach, Maybach
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| I went Cartier watches, not a Rolex (Cartier)
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| Shoot this Glock at your face, now you a throwback (Now you a throwback, woo)
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| Slide on 'em in a truck, yeah, it’s matte black (Yeah, it’s matte black)
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| Got some shooters right behind me, in a Hellcat (Skrrr)
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| Disrespect, nah, I don’t take that, take that, take that, take that,
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| take that (Hell naw)
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| He pull the fire on me, he let me live, I’ll be right back (Damn)
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| You said you take it, change the stain
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| Naw, you ain’t like that (No cap)
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| I just let that Draco spit loud, like a T-Rex (Brrt, brrt)
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| Hey
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| Maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (Hey)
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| Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought?
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| Want no fucking clothes, you spent it all on a broad (Let's go)
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| Where your drip at? |
| Where your bitch at?
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| Yeah, she moaning when she see the kid, I keep that wet
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| You talking about a fucking opp block, we keep that wet
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| We flipping bodies, houses and cars like a Tec-Deck |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Maniac Thoughts , by - Lil Keed. Song from the album Trapped On Cleveland 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп