Lyrics
Ayy, it's Easi to the maximum
Itchy, is that how you're goin' on? Yo
Maverick
Maverick
Yo, I'm a dangerous dude
Mummy said don't play with food
But I don't listen, corn up in mango
Different, I'm splittin' my favourite fruit
My favourite cup got stained with juice
Bro got someone in stainless too
Doctor's tryna sustain these wounds and
Mum better pray that he makes it through
Plugged In, didn't get crazy views, but I
Bought new smoke on the day I got paid by Fumez
Been in the streets, I paid my dues
Check the receipts, I came with proof
Paid seventy-two and the day date's new
Face on the Rollie's baby blue
She shaved the cooch' then sent me Snaps, but I can't save them nudes
Real men don't kiss and tell, I know them boys don't wish me well
Flipped that coin and clipped his tail
Then slapped his head with a jingle bell
We ain't hittin' no kids or girls
That drill don't count, that's mission failed
'Member the days I was pissed in jail
Waitin' on mail in a single cell
Had to cover my flap and bring out
The mash when the night check's done
Got yutes tryna ask what side I'm from
I don't really like no one, gotta watch my back, my sides and front
My heart's gone cold like ice, I'm still tryna slide
Bro's tryna ride along
I ain't gotta get a green light, it's on (Fuckin' on)
Look, he thought he was on 'til we turned him off
We let the burner pop, big corn gonna serve him up
We don't really use words a lot, it's
Their block that we circle on (Spin it)
One thing that I'm certain of, when the job
Gets done, you won't know who's work it was
One-sided story, they changin' the version
Up, I think everyone's heard enough
Like we just wanna earn a guap, but
Got beef in between like a burger bun
I got a thirty-six for about thirty-one, I paid
It all upfront, and I ain't never jerked the plug
How you think that I built the trust?
Now I clean up all the dirty stuff
How you still bruck and you're thirty plus?
That could never be us, niggas know that we're certi, bruv
Life's too short, live for today what I got taught
Fillin' my brain with the wildest thoughts
If I can't go on a bike, I'll walk
Tryna leave blocks outlined with chalk
Got caught by the swine and pork
Didn't wear no suit and tie in court
Just put on a tracksuit, back to the wing in my slides and shorts
Life's too short, live for today what I got taught
Fillin' my brain with the wildest thoughts
If I can't go on a bike, I'll walk
Tryna leave blocks outlined with chalk
Got caught by the swine and pork
Didn't wear no suit and tie in court
Just put on a tracksuit, back to the wing in my slides and shorts
Ayo, 22, this is a bad boy beat
Think twice and then think straight
Can't afford to make a mistake, the feds are tryna invade
All I do is risk-take, brick break and get paid (Get money)
I really come up on the estate
On my Specialized, 'member them days
When I would pedal four miles to hit a score shot
Now in three days, I get my rent paid
Them niggas still sittin' on a dead wage
Not me, I'm in a different head space
They tell me that my head's big, I guess I'm just a blessed kid
My life's been a movie, you've just seen me on the best bits
Really antisocial, I ain't forcin' any friendships (None)
If the agenda is to get rich, then after you can get lost
Go away, F off, cut loose ends off
People love to talk and make the Trident and the feds watch
And they probably question what I done to get this wristwatch
Music is my income, baddies in my inbox
Everybody preein' when the whip stops
Don't stare for too long and get me pissed off
I'm ready for the drama if it kicks off
I ain't drunk, I'm fully switched on, I'll serve a nigga six shots
But I just came to chill, I don't wanna do a drill and burn the spill
I just left with a baddie from Brazil
I got her naked in the crib and she ain't takin' off her heels
Roll with me, she ain't payin' for the bill
I just walk in Louis V and tell 'em, "Take it to the till"
And by the time I'm off-licence, I'ma make a couple mil'
Got a brick of top shelf and a brick of suttin' else
By the time I bring it back, I bet my worker knows the deal
Tell the labels I ain't bothered if it ain't the right numbers
I ain't gonna sign nothin', all I do is fly onions
I ain't got shit to prove, not to him or to you
'Cah everybody knows that I'm comin' (You know)