Mavo - Tenderman Lyrics

Lyrics Tenderman - Mavo




Every time I get a bag, I'ma make it flip
I had dove in his shit nigga, off the rip
Why the fuck would I trip? when I could take a trip
Big blicka, pull it off my hip and let it rip
I got out the trap, making bags off the rap
Send a verse and a QP and I'ma send it back
Stupid, dumb, long chopper, call it Slender Man
You tender bender about a bitch, we call you Tender Man
You can't do what I do, I'll do it again
You can't touch the Escobar if you fucked my friend
I could probably see a lil father if I change my lens
I should probably trap a lil harder, but I'm making hits
Listening to my music with my Barber, she say you sharp as it gets
Nigga ain't never rode no fucking Marta, we sliding in the Benz
Bitches be a good seven.5, thinking they a 10
Nigga thought it was the whole three-five, whole time he skimped
I'm so H-F-K the L-L-C, bitch we stand on biz
C-Ball, you so smooth, just like some grease when you gone drop the Vid
The trap just like the auction, we in the trap nigga, making bids
Why the fuck you always talking bout some shit you know you never did?
Every time I get a bag, I'ma make it flip
I had dove in his shit nigga, off the rip
Why the fuck would I trip? when I could take a trip
Big blicka, pull it off my hip and let it rip
I got out the trap, making bags off the rap
Send a verse and a QP and I'ma send it back
Stupid, dumb, long chopper, call it Slender Man
You tender bender about a bitch, we call you Tender Man
I can't go out like you niggas, tender bout a bitch
I don't care if she a 10, treat her like a six
I can't let her fuck it up, keep her out my mix
And it's forever fuck 12, all them niggas pigs
Still screaming free my niggas locked down in the pin
Every time Mavo come, I know he coming trim
We ain't nothing like you niggas, we way above the rim
I be trying to get him to chill, but that's my evil twin
I had jumped off In that water, taught myself to swim
556s hit the room make you do a flip
Niggas be doing all that talking, niggas be sinking ships
Niggas beefing bout a bitch, all you niggas wimps
I told your bitch to come and view me, she tryna catch a glimpse
And I'm nothing like you niggas, that's just plain and simple
Pop a nigga like a zit, I can't stand a pimple
Hard for me to trust shit, I cannot slip
Walk around with a 30 and a extra clip
Strapped up like Call of Duty, how you wanna do it
Niggas play with me, I swear that we can shoot a movie
Niggas play with me, I swear that we can shoot a movie
I'm sayin
Gang shit, nigga
HFK shit
Heart forever kold nigga
Having, forever keeping



Writer(s): Roderick Miller Jr, Lorenzo Reeves



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