Songtexte Wire Tap - Mavo

I feel like a hot boy back in the 90s
Niggas pussy, they be lying, in they fucking rhymes
I ain't fucking with these niggas, niggas dropping dimes
I heard these niggas, they be snitching, nigga wiretaps
Smoking gas to the face, know you smell it
Bust a nigga in his head and crack his coco-melon
Toting weapons, all my niggas be convicted felons
In the club, we gettin jiggy, nigga dirty dancing
Run a nigga down, make sure we delete the extras
Mama know I got it on me, she know I keep my weapon
Going hard, fourth quarter, you know I love the pressure
Make the 40, eat his face, Hannibal Lecter

I'm with baby Sky, looking fly, this a baby Draco
Brother said you need to stop playing and give them niggas hell
I was tryna slide with a fye, I damn near broke my scale
Pussy nigga, keep on talking crazy, I give them niggas hell
I lay a nigga six feet deep and that's on CVL
I need to start taking shit a lil bit serious, but I'm living well
Living all good, I'm protecting everything to the left
Pussy nigga, keep on talking crazy, I step right on his neck
I be doing the dash real fast, I pray that I don't crash
I be getting dog shit, dog shit, vet bags
Pussy nigga got a problem, pull up, leave a shit bag
C-Ball
Middle school, writing raps, I was playing beats with Hector
Nigga got a problem, swear to God, I had to
Nigga got a problem, pull up all black like I'm Vector