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Mavericks

L Saucy

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​​Young nigga counting this cash
I'm tryna ball like the Mavericks
She wanna f*ck imma pass
I swear I feel like I'm Magic
I swear I feel like I'm Magic
Getting this money my passion
I took his bitch without asking
I hope she ain't like my last one

Yeah, I hope she ain't like my last one
Girl I knew you was pulling a fast one
In a foreign yeah I'm in a fast car
Girl you switched on me quicker than NASCAR
That you miss me you said in your last call
Its been months I ain't seen you since last fall
See the stars in my roof when I blast off
Tell me why I ain't seen you
I ain't seen you since the winter
Told you stop fucking with lames and them losers
Girl you should come f*ck with a winner
You never answer my calls or my texts
Looking like an angel, I got palm on my chest
You turned to a stranger, we ain't talk in a minute
I been out in LA yeah I ball like the Clippers

​​Young nigga counting this cash
I'm tryna ball like the Mavericks
She wanna f*ck imma pass
I swear I feel like I'm Magic
I swear I feel like I'm Magic
Yeah, getting this money my passion
I took his bitch without asking
I hope she ain't like my last one

Aye, I hope she ain't like my last
I'm in the foreign 200 my dash
No girl you can't get none of my cash
No girl you can't get none of my guap
Lot of niggas plotting on taking my spot
Lot of niggas plotting on taking my shit
Last one tried me, got put in my spliff

I been counting this cash niggas hating
Always talking that shit on my pages
Nigga wait 'til I find where you staying
Feel like Carti, I swear I been raging
Girl you fake, all your feelings you staged it
Still the same man I swear I ain't change shit
In the foreign I swear imma lane switch
Do me wrong I don't know what you laced with
'Cause you got to be dumb
Keep me a stick, yeah I ride with a drum
Girl you should tell me what timing you on
I cannot decide what diamonds I want
I cannot decide what VVs I need
Got red guts in the coupe so it look like I bleed on my seats
I took a flight to Miami yeah I swear I ball like the Heat

​​Young nigga counting this cash
I'm tryna ball like the Mavericks
She wanna f*ck imma pass
I swear I feel like I'm Magic
I swear I feel like I'm Magic
Yeah, getting this money my passion
I took his bitch without asking
I hope she ain't like my last one

Written by: Lance Henry

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