Maybach Music
M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music
Ye-ye-yeah
What's up y'all, it's Logic, uh
Ch-ch-check, ch-ch-check-check
6ix on the motherfucking beat
6ix on the whole album, like shit boy
John like, "Go 'head mo", I'm from MoCo Maryland
Yeah, aight, we finna get it like this, here we go
301 stand up
Work a job five days 'til your body's on the weekend
And only get forty-eight hours, two days off
What you know about that shit?
Yo, yo, ayo
If I had a-had a penny for my thoughts, then I'd be Elon Musk
Rappin' from dawn 'til dusk, you know in Dilla we trust
The hits never went to my head, I was never concussed
Giving no fucks, bumpin', Busta Genesis
Waitin' for the first of the month and all of its benefits
Life been a bitch, chillin' with Mad Eleven, tryna get richer
Rather get richer, fuck the paper talking, bigger picture
Comin' to get ya, now let me hit ya wit' that throwback
The illest memories, PS3 when grenades was getting thrown back
Modern Warfare 2 at the favela
Was my escape when I wasn't scrubbing floors like Cinderella
No glass slipper, pass me the mic, I go Jack The Ripper
I'm sicker than Covid-20, fuck all the money
I'm doing it how I been doing it, ain't nobody taking it from me
I grew up five hundred and fifteen miles from Seven Mile
But this beat got me feelin' slummy, dummy, ayo
I never passed tenth grade, but I still get the rent paid
You fake, I be real like Cypress Hill, word to Muggs
You fake motherfucker, I can see through you
My game's strong, you weak like five plus two
Bust through the door then rush through
Gettin' this bread 'cause the people fuck wit' it
Your whole shit's stale, wouldn't feed ducks wit' it
I make firm decisions like a legislator
My briefcase'll turn your leather, my loafers is alligator
My bank account is greater but none of them numbers define me
Fuck rap, put it behind me, don't try me, y'all too grimy
Smoking zigs after dark, call it Nic At Night
Spark the blunt, watch the Bic ignite, fuck your life
Think you could body me, bitch?
You couldn't even limb me, I'm smokin' dope like a chimney
6ix and Logic is nine
Flow is so divine, fuck wit' us y'all, mhm (M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)
Hahahahaha, hehe
In the fuckin' Maybach, bruh
And then it ends right there to the next track