Sicko Mobb - Maserati lyrics

[Hook: Lil Ceno] Off a molly with Patron I be turnt up with mo' Lotty Sicko movement worldwide Foreign thotties join the party Robins hanging out my body They think I joined Illuminati Cause I'm ballin out like Scottie Zoomin' in my Maserati [Verse 1: Lil Ceno] I'm the man with the plan and I got Lil Trav with me They hate when they see us in traffic Cause they know we take the scene And I keep a s**y b**h and yeah boy she gonna spray for me Her name is Nina by the way she tuck off in my Robin jeans b**h I'm rollin', I'm holdin', got money so I blow it Got n***as hating sicko and Ceno got these thotties going Got a red b**h and her hair long And nailing later and her legs long f** her too good, her head gone She's going berserk, now my kids gone I bet she don't do no poking unless she bust that p**y open Turn up, turn up, turn up, throw it, I'ma dunk it like I'm Kobe At the fee fee and were stutin', caught a crater and we coming Off a molly with Patron, zoomin' in my Maserati [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Trav] I turn up from Versace, and these thotties think I'm hottie And this Audi make a hobby, catch me doing the dance highway Lil Trav that's my name, OTF is switching lanes Riding subjects give me brain, make that sh** her hobby I been oochie down, f**ing a on a couples 5's We jack ballin in a vance, got me turnt up with somebody Can't trust no shatti shatti, can't hang with nobody Drifting for that Rari, got a whole lot of money no holdin Ballin out no children, Buggati is golden f** a thot no trojan, for that Maserati We in Maserati, broke a** n***as look sorry And we in Maserati yeah yeah [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil Durk] I ain't wifeing that b**h Too many n***as f** with my clique Too many n***as acting so rich All these boppin' hoes on my dick I might money dance with a hundred bands That choppa make him do the running man I don't bop, I do the money dance So the money dance and my b**h bop Your b**h pop, she can give me top Just give me guap, my Semi co*ked Money gang, ain't getting robbed I beat the p**y like Young Chop Lil' Durk just stepped, in the party and he bussin' His shirt off and he tatted up And ain't nobody gonna touch him, naaaww I can't go like that, Louie belt wit Louie hat Lil shoe brung em that, my pockets phat, I'm off a flat Trone got me on flex, rap sh** im up next Keep yo voice, I want your neck Keep yo voice, I want your neck [Hook]