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Austin Riddle - 205 Maserati (feat. Wisdom Bibbs) Lyrics



Austin Riddle - 205 Maserati (feat. Wisdom Bibbs) Lyrics
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You don't know what I need
You don't know what I see
You seem so entitled to what you believe
When you see the money stack you gone disagree
Ain't nobody but mama looking out for me
Everybody askin' me
Lil Maserati how you do it
This is what i want to be
It really ain't nothin to it
When I get up imma come swinging that's a guarantee
Murdaham on my back and they counting on me
Come around to the town I'm the new white boy token
Put you down for the count pick you back up it's broken
I got zero at the point like Houston rockets
I stay low to the ground no Kawasaki
I cannot stress about who gettin up over me
No matter how far I go this path don't get old to me
Devil won't get to look at me and say you're sold to me
I just rely on my superstitious intuition I been getting up in it she feelin' to different
Definition of gettin with it I just signed the mention
Chopping these melodies just so I can get paid on commission
You don't hold no weight and not to mention
You don't know what I need
You don't know what I see
You seem so entitled to what you believe
When you see the money stack you gone disagree
Ain't nobody but mama looking out for me
Everybody askin' me
Lil Maserati how you do it
This is what i want to be
It really ain't nothin to it
When I get up imma come swinging that's a guarantee
Murdaham on my back and they counting on me
I was down below had to pick the pace up
Shawty believe in me I'm picking the faith up
All of my silent riders I can call on my finger
Got so much pressure air it out I can tell you ain't breathin'
Working that 9 to 5 I was grinding the whole week
Now I make in a day what I would make in your salary
I'm from the 205 the bosses they never sleep
You know what be easin' my mind the money keep resting me
Everybody asking me lil Maserati how you do it
It really ain't nothing to me, nah it really ain't nothing to it
Better not play with me, better not play with my crew
That 714 with me everything 'round you get ruined
You don't know what I need
You don't know what I see
You seem so entitled to what you believe
When you see the money stack you gone disagree
Ain't nobody but mama looking out for me
Everybody askin' me
Lil Maserati how you do it
This is what i want to be
It really ain't nothin to it
When I get up imma come swinging that's a guarantee
Murdaham on my back and they counting on me
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You don't know what I need
You don't know what I see
You seem so entitled to what you believe
When you see the money stack you gone disagree
Ain't nobody but mama looking out for me
Everybody askin' me
Lil Maserati how you do it
This is what i want to be
It really ain't nothin to it
When I get up imma come swinging that's a guarantee
Murdaham on my back and they counting on me
Come around to the town I'm the new white boy token
Put you down for the count pick you back up it's broken
I got zero at the point like Houston rockets
I stay low to the ground no Kawasaki
I cannot stress about who gettin up over me
No matter how far I go this path don't get old to me
Devil won't get to look at me and say you're sold to me
I just rely on my superstitious intuition I been getting up in it she feelin' to different
Definition of gettin with it I just signed the mention
Chopping these melodies just so I can get paid on commission
You don't hold no weight and not to mention
You don't know what I need
You don't know what I see
You seem so entitled to what you believe
When you see the money stack you gone disagree
Ain't nobody but mama looking out for me
Everybody askin' me
Lil Maserati how you do it
This is what i want to be
It really ain't nothin to it
When I get up imma come swinging that's a guarantee
Murdaham on my back and they counting on me
I was down below had to pick the pace up
Shawty believe in me I'm picking the faith up
All of my silent riders I can call on my finger
Got so much pressure air it out I can tell you ain't breathin'
Working that 9 to 5 I was grinding the whole week
Now I make in a day what I would make in your salary
I'm from the 205 the bosses they never sleep
You know what be easin' my mind the money keep resting me
Everybody asking me lil Maserati how you do it
It really ain't nothing to me, nah it really ain't nothing to it
Better not play with me, better not play with my crew
That 714 with me everything 'round you get ruined
You don't know what I need
You don't know what I see
You seem so entitled to what you believe
When you see the money stack you gone disagree
Ain't nobody but mama looking out for me
Everybody askin' me
Lil Maserati how you do it
This is what i want to be
It really ain't nothin to it
When I get up imma come swinging that's a guarantee
Murdaham on my back and they counting on me
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Writer: Austin Riddle, Wisdom Bibbs
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