Mauri - Will Smith Lyrics

Let's get right into the heat
Let's get right into the thick of it
Every time a bitch leave me
I go and get a thicker bitch
Backseat chilling
Getting Twisted like some licorice
Had to tell my mama
She don't know me
Shit I'm ignorant
Way I'm Living life
It be like
Same day different shit
Know I got her stressed out
While we settle all our differences
If you grew up where I grew up
Then you cant keep your innocence
That's why I'm on that player shit
I can't get intimate

Niggas want to stick me
Like I'm Eazy E
I watched more games get played on her
Than TNT
Different niggas in it every week
Air BNB
Bitch I shine so bright
That I could probably help Stevie see
No I'm not Luigi
But I got a lot of green on me
I'm not paranoid
But I do not trust my scenery
Niggas stealin flows dog
We call that shit thievery
Still Recording hoes
I might burn it to a DVD
I do this easily

All my bitches is lavish
I just got to be on point with that Johnson
Before I end up like Magic
I'm a wild young nigga
I'm trying to get it in traffic
I told the uber you just sitting on my lap
He was laughing
Nigga can you imagine?
Trying to search for the pretties trees and weed
Like you at a cannabis pageant
And your bitch in your ear
Cuz' your phone ringing
Tragic
I be screaming out hoe
Like a Santa reenactment
Trying to get fly and on the carpet
Damn I'm Aladdin
I don't know exactly when
But the Grammy gon' happen
Niggas talk of that shit on twitter
But when you finally run into them in person
They got manikin actions

Don't got a hate for jews
I got hate for bitch niggas

I'm that motherf*cking nigga
Get it right
Nigga
I got a vendetta