Maison Language

Ew (Ryan, what took you so long?)
I let my jeans sag on my Maison, Rick jeans to be specific, yeah, alright, ayy
(Thank you, Timmy boy)

I let my jeans sag on my Maison's, Rick jeans to be specific
Barbie bitch look like she Asian, push the V like I was racin'
Drank lean raw but let me taste it, uh, okay, it's real
I signed the deal, blew rap advance on drank and pills

And don't forget them poles, I got a lot of switches
Nigga said he wanted smoke but when he see me he was bitchin'
Doodi Baby walk shit down and (brrt), leave a nigga twitchin', God, goddamn
Pull up back-to-back, Barack, Donald-type hoppin' out, uh
Presidential bippin', tuxedo, driver drippin'
VVS inside my watch but fake, you can't even tell the difference
I'm just not a counterfeit type nigga, get mines off the counter
I just popped these thirty milligrams, when I fuck, I'ma pound her
I just copped a ten-milly, it came like that when I found her
30 magazine and it hold twenty-five, a quarter-pounder
Bro just left the drill and almost lost his life but he a hounder
Bro in the jails, press the switch and he got power
Ninja Turtle with the stick, I Austin Powers
Shit, I'm the founder Zombieland, the zombies proud of me

I pull up and I let my jeans sag on my Maison's, Rick jeans to be specific
Barbie bitch look like she Asian, push the V like I was racin'
Drank lean raw but let me taste it, uh, okay, it's real
I signed the deal, blew rap advance on drank and pills, and-