Maybeezy Lyrics
Lil' Mosey Maybeezy
[Chorus]
I'm gone in the back of the truck, Maybeezy
With gang, I'm skippin' on trucks, believe me, Maybeezy
Four-door, double R, can't you see it? (Skrrt-skrrt)
Put stones on my tooth, back down when I'm cheesy
Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy
Two-tone, my racks on plenty seasons
Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy
I'm gone in the back of the truck, Maybeezy
[Verse]
My heart couldn't f..ckin' freeze ‘em (Uh-huh)
This bitch tryna f..ck, she fiendin' (Lil' bitch)
These hoes seen I bust my wrist down (Facts)
They couldn't believe it (Ooh)
So cold anemic (So cold)
Check come in, spendin' shit at Neiman's (Prrt)
Racks to the ceiling, shit so tall, I can't believe it (Uh-huh)
Smoke to the face, don't feel no way
Double R truck, don't need no Wraith
Pull out the curtains, you tryna f..ck my bitch, uh-huh (Okay)
Yeah, she tryna flex, got a Birkin bag (Tryna flex)
Jump out the back, got racks in the face
Told me to chill, but I been that way
Windows down, I'm swervin', jumpin' out the roof (Skrrt)
Outside with the gang, you can't tell me what to do
‘Cause we been swervin', Maybach worth a coupe (Uh-huh)
They only buy some clothes when I say that it's cool
Aw, shit (Bitch)
[Chorus]
I'm gone in the back of the truck, Maybeezy
We ain't gang, I'm skippin' on trucks, believe me, Maybeezy
Four-door, double R, can't you see it? (Skrrt-skrrt)
Put stones on my tooth, back down when I'm cheesy
Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy
Two-tone, my racks on plenty seasons
Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy
I'm goin' in the back of the truck, Maybeezy
I'm gone in the back of the truck, Maybeezy
With gang, I'm skippin' on trucks, believe me, Maybeezy
Four-door, double R, can't you see it? (Skrrt-skrrt)
Put stones on my tooth, back down when I'm cheesy
Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy
Two-tone, my racks on plenty seasons
Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy
I'm gone in the back of the truck, Maybeezy
[Verse]
My heart couldn't f..ckin' freeze ‘em (Uh-huh)
This bitch tryna f..ck, she fiendin' (Lil' bitch)
These hoes seen I bust my wrist down (Facts)
They couldn't believe it (Ooh)
So cold anemic (So cold)
Check come in, spendin' shit at Neiman's (Prrt)
Racks to the ceiling, shit so tall, I can't believe it (Uh-huh)
Smoke to the face, don't feel no way
Double R truck, don't need no Wraith
Pull out the curtains, you tryna f..ck my bitch, uh-huh (Okay)
Yeah, she tryna flex, got a Birkin bag (Tryna flex)
Jump out the back, got racks in the face
Told me to chill, but I been that way
Windows down, I'm swervin', jumpin' out the roof (Skrrt)
Outside with the gang, you can't tell me what to do
‘Cause we been swervin', Maybach worth a coupe (Uh-huh)
They only buy some clothes when I say that it's cool
Aw, shit (Bitch)
[Chorus]
I'm gone in the back of the truck, Maybeezy
We ain't gang, I'm skippin' on trucks, believe me, Maybeezy
Four-door, double R, can't you see it? (Skrrt-skrrt)
Put stones on my tooth, back down when I'm cheesy
Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy
Two-tone, my racks on plenty seasons
Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy, Maybeezy
I'm goin' in the back of the truck, Maybeezy




