Ain't go no Beibs in the trap
I got some sauce in my raps
Bro got the weed in the stash
Need me some honey and dash
Put all my niggas on blast
F*ck it your favorites are trash
Putting your waves in a glass
They offer me features I'll pass
They watch me put it on tidal now all of these niggas is jumping my wave
How they put me on lists with all of these niggas I've put in the grave
Ain't got no time for the hate
My nigga there's paper
My niggas focus on bag
Them nigga buying no face
You ever see us with snakes
We definitely dripping versace
We never taking no L's
Just chasing the M's and the K's
Ya'll niggas do it for a clout
Treating this shit like a phase
F*ck it I'll give you some smoke
Light up the mbaula and haze
Fresh of the boat now watch me maneuver
All of these hoes I feel like a chulo
Put out the work and spread like rumour
Been on a I feel like Atuma
Need me a crib that looks like its Zuma's
Get me a jet and fly out to cuba
You looking at goats you niggas some putas
We doing the most my niggas are too much
Other side is some duppies
They biggest hits is some stumpies
They ain't got nothing on me
At my worst I'm at be top 3
Couldnt flop on a floppy
All my joints hella saucy
If I touch it it's a body
All these bars by a born free
Ain't go no Beibs in the trap
I got some sauce in my raps
Bro got the weed in the stash
Need me some honey and dash
Put all my niggas on blast
F*ck it your favorites are trash
Putting your waves in a glass
They offer me features I'll pass
I go to sleep on your music
Up in the Y get you two feet
If you don't dswala fadala
And ain't nothing for mahala
Told them once I'm in these streets
They gonna double the fee
Now they wanna talk to the man
Bitch you talking to me
Me and my niggas ain't tripping we keep it a hundred we roll with the facts
Me and my niggas ain't trippin we keep it a thousand we chasing these cheques
You and your niggas is faulty
Hommie you gotta relax
You and your niggas is weak
Nigga you don't stand a chance.
Tell all them bitches to tell all them niggas that Heineking came for the bag
Can't take No L's unless it's lit 808 might blow a bag
All gold Heinz everytime I step in front of the mic and I rap
And we gang gang bitch tell em all 808 came from the trap
Your favorite hit is a stumpie
Heineking last numbie
On a cloud hella comfy
Your bitch looking like a munchie
Made a hole in her onesie
Heineking last numbie
Cloud nine hella comfy
I took a bite hella crunchy
Ain't go no Beibs in the trap
I got some sauce in my raps
Bro got the weed in the stash
Need me some honey and dash
Put all my niggas on blast
F*ck it your favorites are trash
Putting your waves in a glass
They offer me features I'll pass
Maverick the Wave - No Beibs (feat. Heineking) Lyrics
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Ain't go no Beibs in the trap
I got some sauce in my raps
Bro got the weed in the stash
Need me some honey and dash
Put all my niggas on blast
F*ck it your favorites are trash
Putting your waves in a glass
They offer me features I'll pass
They watch me put it on tidal now all of these niggas is jumping my wave
How they put me on lists with all of these niggas I've put in the grave
Ain't got no time for the hate
My nigga there's paper
My niggas focus on bag
Them nigga buying no face
You ever see us with snakes
We definitely dripping versace
We never taking no L's
Just chasing the M's and the K's
Ya'll niggas do it for a clout
Treating this shit like a phase
F*ck it I'll give you some smoke
Light up the mbaula and haze
Fresh of the boat now watch me maneuver
All of these hoes I feel like a chulo
Put out the work and spread like rumour
Been on a I feel like Atuma
Need me a crib that looks like its Zuma's
Get me a jet and fly out to cuba
You looking at goats you niggas some putas
We doing the most my niggas are too much
Other side is some duppies
They biggest hits is some stumpies
They ain't got nothing on me
At my worst I'm at be top 3
Couldnt flop on a floppy
All my joints hella saucy
If I touch it it's a body
All these bars by a born free
Ain't go no Beibs in the trap
I got some sauce in my raps
Bro got the weed in the stash
Need me some honey and dash
Put all my niggas on blast
F*ck it your favorites are trash
Putting your waves in a glass
They offer me features I'll pass
I go to sleep on your music
Up in the Y get you two feet
If you don't dswala fadala
And ain't nothing for mahala
Told them once I'm in these streets
They gonna double the fee
Now they wanna talk to the man
Bitch you talking to me
Me and my niggas ain't tripping we keep it a hundred we roll with the facts
Me and my niggas ain't trippin we keep it a thousand we chasing these cheques
You and your niggas is faulty
Hommie you gotta relax
You and your niggas is weak
Nigga you don't stand a chance.
Tell all them bitches to tell all them niggas that Heineking came for the bag
Can't take No L's unless it's lit 808 might blow a bag
All gold Heinz everytime I step in front of the mic and I rap
And we gang gang bitch tell em all 808 came from the trap
Your favorite hit is a stumpie
Heineking last numbie
On a cloud hella comfy
Your bitch looking like a munchie
Made a hole in her onesie
Heineking last numbie
Cloud nine hella comfy
I took a bite hella crunchy
Ain't go no Beibs in the trap
I got some sauce in my raps
Bro got the weed in the stash
Need me some honey and dash
Put all my niggas on blast
F*ck it your favorites are trash
Putting your waves in a glass
They offer me features I'll pass
I got some sauce in my raps
Bro got the weed in the stash
Need me some honey and dash
Put all my niggas on blast
F*ck it your favorites are trash
Putting your waves in a glass
They offer me features I'll pass
They watch me put it on tidal now all of these niggas is jumping my wave
How they put me on lists with all of these niggas I've put in the grave
Ain't got no time for the hate
My nigga there's paper
My niggas focus on bag
Them nigga buying no face
You ever see us with snakes
We definitely dripping versace
We never taking no L's
Just chasing the M's and the K's
Ya'll niggas do it for a clout
Treating this shit like a phase
F*ck it I'll give you some smoke
Light up the mbaula and haze
Fresh of the boat now watch me maneuver
All of these hoes I feel like a chulo
Put out the work and spread like rumour
Been on a I feel like Atuma
Need me a crib that looks like its Zuma's
Get me a jet and fly out to cuba
You looking at goats you niggas some putas
We doing the most my niggas are too much
Other side is some duppies
They biggest hits is some stumpies
They ain't got nothing on me
At my worst I'm at be top 3
Couldnt flop on a floppy
All my joints hella saucy
If I touch it it's a body
All these bars by a born free
Ain't go no Beibs in the trap
I got some sauce in my raps
Bro got the weed in the stash
Need me some honey and dash
Put all my niggas on blast
F*ck it your favorites are trash
Putting your waves in a glass
They offer me features I'll pass
I go to sleep on your music
Up in the Y get you two feet
If you don't dswala fadala
And ain't nothing for mahala
Told them once I'm in these streets
They gonna double the fee
Now they wanna talk to the man
Bitch you talking to me
Me and my niggas ain't tripping we keep it a hundred we roll with the facts
Me and my niggas ain't trippin we keep it a thousand we chasing these cheques
You and your niggas is faulty
Hommie you gotta relax
You and your niggas is weak
Nigga you don't stand a chance.
Tell all them bitches to tell all them niggas that Heineking came for the bag
Can't take No L's unless it's lit 808 might blow a bag
All gold Heinz everytime I step in front of the mic and I rap
And we gang gang bitch tell em all 808 came from the trap
Your favorite hit is a stumpie
Heineking last numbie
On a cloud hella comfy
Your bitch looking like a munchie
Made a hole in her onesie
Heineking last numbie
Cloud nine hella comfy
I took a bite hella crunchy
Ain't go no Beibs in the trap
I got some sauce in my raps
Bro got the weed in the stash
Need me some honey and dash
Put all my niggas on blast
F*ck it your favorites are trash
Putting your waves in a glass
They offer me features I'll pass
Writer: Maxwell Sediane, Sinonelelwe Kutwana
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Maverick the Wave
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Maxwell Sediane, Sinonelelwe Kutwana