TYGA - Maybe lyrics

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Bitch I'm the shit

Bi-bitch I'm the shit

Repeat it to yo bitch, tell yo bitch I'm the shit

I'm so dis-disrespectful, ask them bitches that you next to

Prolly hit it if I met you,

I don't remember none of ya'll names

This ain't legal in ya'll state

This that firearm, that cherry bomb, I light it in yo face.

Mr. Eddison, I put it on

That jury in my state, now your vision gone.

My bad my dog, I'm sippin on that case

Might go corozone my face

Watch yo step nigga, what you deaf nigga, don't you ever greet me with yo fuckin left nigga

Tat it up, I can spot you way quicka

I'm in that fasion district polo fuck that hilfiger.

Ya

Maybe you some bullshit and I talk that real shit

I'm bout to hit that kill switch and burn this bitch like chile

I'm illa-est so evident, I just threw my evidence.

In the crowd I don't give a shit, too many people just got them tips.

I'm hoggin, slim skinny nigga dope ballin

Pay cash for the cash man ralph lauren carlton

Your just a square in the office

Arils I'm a need agent I'm spading

Big donky butt

She can be my target

I pinned the tail

I did it well

Well done

So applaud me

This beat got me jogging

Easy for a cave man

I'm inline you talkin

Cooler than my ray bans

Darker shades "rain man"

Get the cash rain man

Killa j's "space jam"

The motherfuckin son of sam

Ughhh

Pull up in the all white ice box

Hottest out the sweat shop

Pull a bear mink out

Ugh

Dude

I'm the motherfuckin truth

You ain't noticed what I do

You don't do this how I do

I be rollin 9-3x coupe

I got that photoproof

Photobooth no photoshop