Yung Mavu - Mavu Flow Freestyle
[Songtekst van "Mavu Flow Freestyle"]
[Intro]
Who that nigga?
Who the fuck that nigga is?
Listen, uh
[Chorus]
Who that nigga talking ‘bout Yung Mavu?
We gon’ hit ‘em up
I was steady chillin’ with my niggas
‘till he came along
We were like, "Aye, nigga what you said?"
He hit a Temple Run
We gon’ chase him ‘till we got him
Boy gon’ do a marathon
Yeah
[Verse]
Fuck your homies, all them niggas counterfeit
She ain’t flexible, but then she saw my D and did a split
I been looking at your circle, yours is fake and mine legit
I been mopping through the game
I’m watching all these rappers slip
Yeah, I’ve been fucking boujee bitches
You’ve been fucking thottie hoes
Retnik threw the beat, he know wassup
Shit getting bodied, though
This that shit that you ain't heard before
This shit that Mavu Flow
Allergic to these fakes, when I’m with you, I get a snotty nose
Yeah
I move with the power like I’m Austin
Saucin', running through these racks, this shit exhausting
Yeah
I’m tryna see more racks, I feel like Hoffman
Make that pussy rain like everday, I'll do it often
Whats up then?
See some niggas trynna steel my swag
I-I-I don't give a fuck, y'all niggas give me something to brag about
You can try and stop me, I dont care, I get it anyhow
I ain't had no hoes when I was broke, I could get many now
Yeah
Uh, I could get many now
They was hitting snooze when I done woke ‘em up
They ready now
Bet you feeling sorry for yourself if you had any doubts
You ain't knew my name before this shit, you won't forget me now
Bitch
[Chorus]
Who that nigga talking ‘bout Yung Mavu?
We gon’ hit ‘em up
I was steady chillin’ with my niggas
‘till he came along
We were like, "Aye, nigga what you said?"
He hit a Temple Run
We gon’ chase him ‘till we got him
Boy gon’ do a marathon
Yeah
Yeah
[Intro]
Who that nigga?
Who the fuck that nigga is?
Listen, uh
[Chorus]
Who that nigga talking ‘bout Yung Mavu?
We gon’ hit ‘em up
I was steady chillin’ with my niggas
‘till he came along
We were like, "Aye, nigga what you said?"
He hit a Temple Run
We gon’ chase him ‘till we got him
Boy gon’ do a marathon
Yeah
[Verse]
Fuck your homies, all them niggas counterfeit
She ain’t flexible, but then she saw my D and did a split
I been looking at your circle, yours is fake and mine legit
I been mopping through the game
I’m watching all these rappers slip
Yeah, I’ve been fucking boujee bitches
You’ve been fucking thottie hoes
Retnik threw the beat, he know wassup
Shit getting bodied, though
This that shit that you ain't heard before
This shit that Mavu Flow
Allergic to these fakes, when I’m with you, I get a snotty nose
Yeah
I move with the power like I’m Austin
Saucin', running through these racks, this shit exhausting
Yeah
I’m tryna see more racks, I feel like Hoffman
Make that pussy rain like everday, I'll do it often
Whats up then?
See some niggas trynna steel my swag
I-I-I don't give a fuck, y'all niggas give me something to brag about
You can try and stop me, I dont care, I get it anyhow
I ain't had no hoes when I was broke, I could get many now
Yeah
Uh, I could get many now
They was hitting snooze when I done woke ‘em up
They ready now
Bet you feeling sorry for yourself if you had any doubts
You ain't knew my name before this shit, you won't forget me now
Bitch
[Chorus]
Who that nigga talking ‘bout Yung Mavu?
We gon’ hit ‘em up
I was steady chillin’ with my niggas
‘till he came along
We were like, "Aye, nigga what you said?"
He hit a Temple Run
We gon’ chase him ‘till we got him
Boy gon’ do a marathon
Yeah
Yeah
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