Maniac Thoughts

I blazed him in matte black
It went matte black
It went matte black
It went matte black
It went matte black (let's go Mario)

Opp block, opp block, yeah, get shot up nonstop
High top Margielas on the kid, with Gucci socks
Yeah we ridin' in these fuckin' foreign cars, with a big chop-chop
I 'getcha brother head top, mama top, and daddy top
Yeah your baby mama gimme top, 'cause I got your head popped
Yeah, I care what you ride in, send 'em to a pop, deadlock
Goddamn, get the fuck back, why you always on my cock?

Hey
Maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (hey)
Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought?
Wasn't no fuckin' clothes, you spent it all on a broad (let's go)
Where your drip at? Where your bitch at?
Yeah, she moanin' when she see the kid, I keep that wet
You talkin' about a fuckin' opp block, we keep that wet
We flippin' bodies, houses and cars like a Tec-Deck

Young nigga flaw, it's a pussy, you tryna protect that?
You a fake shooter, why you tryna portray that?
You was cryin' when you caught that body, but you ain't tell that
We ain't ridin' to no Gucci in the Hellcat
Yeah we playin' Gunna, Thugger and Lil Baby
Kickin' back, listen to Mad Mob in that Wraith
Baby mama trippin', told her back up, give me space
I know the world sleepin' on me, but it's okay
'Cause you ain't ever own shit (shit)
My diamonds be shinin' when I enter the buildin'
Came in aggressive, I don't talk to you niggas
I be spazzin' on niggas
No phone calls, I don't contact these niggas
Got call logs and texts from niggas
I heard you beggin' for verses from niggas
I'm runnin' them bands like turf, 'lil nigga
Stop cappin', I know you heard, 'lil nigga

Hey
Maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (Hey)
Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought?
Wasn't no fuckin' clothes, you spent it all on a broad (let's go)
Where your drip at? Where your bitch at?
Yeah, she moanin' when she see the kid, I keep that wet
You talkin' about a fuckin' opp block, we keep that wet
We flippin' bodies, houses and cars like a Tec-Deck

Young nigga flippin'
I blazed him in matte black
Yeah, it went matte black
It went matte black
It went matte black
Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black
I went Maybach, Maybach
I blazed him in matte black
Yeah, it went matte black
It went matte black
It went matte black
Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black
I went Maybach, Maybach

I went Cartier watches, not a Rolex (Cartier)
Shoot this Glock at your face, now you a throwback (now you a throwback, woo)
Slide on 'em in a truck, yeah, it's matte black (yeah, it's matte black)
Got some shooters right behind me, in a Hellcat (skrrt)
Disrespect, nah, I don't take that, take that, take that, take that, take that
He pull the fire on me, he let me live, I'll be right back (woo, damn boy)
You said you take it, change the stain
Naw, you ain't like that (no cap, fuck nigga)
I just let that Draco spit it loud, like a T-Rex (brrt, brrt, brrt)

Hey
Maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (hey)
Say you hit the mall (hey), what the fuck you bought?
Wasn't no fuckin' clothes, you spent it all on a broad (let's go)
Where your drip at? Where your bitch at?
Yeah, she moanin' when she see the kid, I keep that wet
You talkin' about a fuckin' opp block, we keep that wet
We flippin' bodies, houses and cars like a Tec-Deck

Young nigga flippin'
I blazed him in matte black
Yeah, it went matte black
It went matte black
It went matte black
Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black
I went Maybach, Maybach
I blazed him in matte black
Yeah, it went matte black
It went matte black
It went matte black
Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black
I went Maybach, Maybach