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Mavy Baby - MYRIAD Lyrics



Mavy Baby - MYRIAD Lyrics
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Okay
Not too nice, they wanna slice
Cut em all off with a guillotine
Five star hotel, she suck so well
Just might blow me to smithereens
Pop out, BM, or we just might pull up in limousine
Heard they in love with my sound, yeah
So they play me from Philly to Philippines
She wanna chat bout this and that, I'd rather talk bout gettin' cash
She'd rather f*ck than split the bill, just be lucky I didn't ask
Stock went up, no dividend
Got sharks in the waters, I'm swimmin' in
Pop pills got me feelin' like Limitless
Why they talk that shit, we ain't feelin it
And I suppose she is a fan, cause she at my shows
But she got a man that she never post, she keepin' him low
Makeup on, with the white toes, you know what I like
Sexy pose, you know what I like
She like to travel, Czech Republic to Nova scotia
Too much rizz, she damn near froze
My heart so cold, it's like Siberia
Yeah, you think I'm jokin, but I'm serious
Yeah, she said she lovin' my material
Baby, lucky for you, I got a myriad for real
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
Yeah, I got a myriad, I got a myriad
Then we cook up hits, nigga, we need more
She love when I stay, but she hate when I go
Put in that time, no PTO
Runnin' this shit like CEO
In fact, we pour up Macallan and light a cigar
You move different when you know who you are
Niggas be frontin, they know I'm a star for real
Too wise for the guys
I say too much and it might go over his head
Got two lil' baddies in bed
Hard choice, so I f*ck with them both instead
Don't try to put me in check
I'll play the same game where you move with a horse's head
Out here talkin' crazy, sick in the head
This man must be off his meds, silly
My heart so cold, it's like Siberia
Yeah, you think I'm jokin, but I'm serious
Yeah, she said she lovin' my material
Baby, lucky for you, I got a myriad for real
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
Yeah, I got a myriad
We can link up at the party, just you and your body
I won't tell nobody, I won't tell no, I won't tell no
I'ma just be quiet, watch you while you ride it
Need you to get naughtier, naughtier
Let me tap, uh
Where you at, uh
Yeah, send me that location on the map
(On the, on the)
Where you at?
(Where you at?)
Meet you where you, meet you where you, meet you where you
Meet you where you at, that's a fact
(That's a fact)
It's a wrap, uh
Yeah, send me that location on the map, on the map
Yeah
Meet you where you, meet you where you, meet you where you
Meet you where you at, that's a fact
Meet you where, meet you where, meet you where you at
Meet you where, meet you where, meet you where you
That ain't nothin' but a word
Pull up, shoot like Bird
All about that action, they know I brought the verbs
Said you from the hood, but we know you from the Burbs
Put in work from first to the first to the first to the first to the first
She workin' on my nerves
Can't put these pussy ass rappers on a verse
Seen them tryna pop off, they bubble gone get burst
Funny how I'm the best out, but on beats I'm the worst
She ain't f*ckin' with you, you ain't get cash
Throw that pussy my way, but what's the catch?
Zip it up, pack it up, baby, I get the bag
She was my girl back then, left her in the past
In the past, in the
You don't want this
Big dreams, a whip clean, a shift mean, green sip lean, and the opps don't know
Real man team with a big, big dream and a meme, I never go pro
D-man up in a trap, got an artery at Popone, or whatever, so cold
Come run up in the back, get a bat, bat, bat, bat, bat
You don't want this
Want this
Want this
You don't want this
I'm lovin' them thick and them juicy
Heirless, Chris Eccoboosie
Got five links like Tyrone
Now they all tryna recruit me
Pop Sherry and Cherries, I'm fruity
Got Sally and Debbie in Doobies
On Monday, it's Megan in movies
On Sunday, it's Stef and them
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Okay
Not too nice, they wanna slice
Cut em all off with a guillotine
Five star hotel, she suck so well
Just might blow me to smithereens
Pop out, BM, or we just might pull up in limousine
Heard they in love with my sound, yeah
So they play me from Philly to Philippines
She wanna chat bout this and that, I'd rather talk bout gettin' cash
She'd rather f*ck than split the bill, just be lucky I didn't ask
Stock went up, no dividend
Got sharks in the waters, I'm swimmin' in
Pop pills got me feelin' like Limitless
Why they talk that shit, we ain't feelin it
And I suppose she is a fan, cause she at my shows
But she got a man that she never post, she keepin' him low
Makeup on, with the white toes, you know what I like
Sexy pose, you know what I like
She like to travel, Czech Republic to Nova scotia
Too much rizz, she damn near froze
My heart so cold, it's like Siberia
Yeah, you think I'm jokin, but I'm serious
Yeah, she said she lovin' my material
Baby, lucky for you, I got a myriad for real
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
Yeah, I got a myriad, I got a myriad
Then we cook up hits, nigga, we need more
She love when I stay, but she hate when I go
Put in that time, no PTO
Runnin' this shit like CEO
In fact, we pour up Macallan and light a cigar
You move different when you know who you are
Niggas be frontin, they know I'm a star for real
Too wise for the guys
I say too much and it might go over his head
Got two lil' baddies in bed
Hard choice, so I f*ck with them both instead
Don't try to put me in check
I'll play the same game where you move with a horse's head
Out here talkin' crazy, sick in the head
This man must be off his meds, silly
My heart so cold, it's like Siberia
Yeah, you think I'm jokin, but I'm serious
Yeah, she said she lovin' my material
Baby, lucky for you, I got a myriad for real
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
It's a myriad, it's a myriad, it's a myriad
Yeah, I got a myriad
We can link up at the party, just you and your body
I won't tell nobody, I won't tell no, I won't tell no
I'ma just be quiet, watch you while you ride it
Need you to get naughtier, naughtier
Let me tap, uh
Where you at, uh
Yeah, send me that location on the map
(On the, on the)
Where you at?
(Where you at?)
Meet you where you, meet you where you, meet you where you
Meet you where you at, that's a fact
(That's a fact)
It's a wrap, uh
Yeah, send me that location on the map, on the map
Yeah
Meet you where you, meet you where you, meet you where you
Meet you where you at, that's a fact
Meet you where, meet you where, meet you where you at
Meet you where, meet you where, meet you where you
That ain't nothin' but a word
Pull up, shoot like Bird
All about that action, they know I brought the verbs
Said you from the hood, but we know you from the Burbs
Put in work from first to the first to the first to the first to the first
She workin' on my nerves
Can't put these pussy ass rappers on a verse
Seen them tryna pop off, they bubble gone get burst
Funny how I'm the best out, but on beats I'm the worst
She ain't f*ckin' with you, you ain't get cash
Throw that pussy my way, but what's the catch?
Zip it up, pack it up, baby, I get the bag
She was my girl back then, left her in the past
In the past, in the
You don't want this
Big dreams, a whip clean, a shift mean, green sip lean, and the opps don't know
Real man team with a big, big dream and a meme, I never go pro
D-man up in a trap, got an artery at Popone, or whatever, so cold
Come run up in the back, get a bat, bat, bat, bat, bat
You don't want this
Want this
Want this
You don't want this
I'm lovin' them thick and them juicy
Heirless, Chris Eccoboosie
Got five links like Tyrone
Now they all tryna recruit me
Pop Sherry and Cherries, I'm fruity
Got Sally and Debbie in Doobies
On Monday, it's Megan in movies
On Sunday, it's Stef and them
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Writer: Marcus Allen
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Language: English
Length: 4:55
Written by: Marcus Allen
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