I went got the Benz in Germany, It's just like Yeats Cousin
I got straps for the whole team, We might go shoot at some
I went to my bro's house
Yeah, I see my bro runnin
Everybody sleep on Mazzdye
They on pills or somethin
They say, Mazzdye, what you talkin' bout, you ain't held that gun
They say, Mazzdye, why you rap like that, I'm just havin' fun
Last night, Stu, he had me crashin, he ain't post that bracket
They say, Mazzdye, what you be doin, I just be doin' cash
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
I just flex
Top two, not number two, bitch, I'm the best, yeah
That bitch hit my line, she wanna f*ck, but she not next up
What, bitch, what the f*ck is she thinkin
Fiji up in the group chat, he beef with Stu, I swear he drinkin
I just hop on the mic and speak my shit, but I swear they not listenin
I'm in Poland where the blues be yellow, make money while I'm pissin
You're listening to Mazzdye
Manny scams, people up for opens, swear that he a bitch
Fiji claims that he a rapper, all I see him do is diss
Jake called out cap when I showed that Rollie on my wrist
With my brothers, With my brothers posted up with zip
I got cash, I got cash, I got cash, bitch, I flex
You'd think I sell reps, bitch, I'm countin' up these checks
Like a f*ckin' metro station, they say, Mazzdye, you up next, yeah
Next stop, UGS post