Rico Xyy - Maybach

{intro:}
Wam bam color tan mercedes maybach
Illkay
Yeah
Aye, aye

{verse 1:}
Yo
I ain’t inter-coursing with them, they ain’t fuckin’ with me
Might charge a bitch a couple dollars, we ain’t fuckin’ for free
No hat, no cap, just givin’ head then you come where i’m at
Ain’t ready for no baby yet, so i ain’t cummin’ in that
Young nigga, cold hearted, gettin’ rich rich
I’m lookin’ for shawty, long term to get rich with
My name and my presence make they dirty ass itch itch
Constipated niggas, they ain’t finna do shit shit

{chorus:}
I’m in that wam bam, color tan, mercedes maybach
“mr. take yo bitch” nigga, you won’t get yo bae back
In yo girl stomach like a muhhfuckin’ 8 pack
Leave ‘еm in the dirt, you gonn have to find yo way back
My aesthеtic, and the way i move, i know they hate that
Finna give ‘em what they want, it ain’t no fuckin’ take backs
Came from the bottom, on my way up, finna shake back
If you got a fatty, let me s-s-see you shake that

{hook:}
W-w-w-wam bam, color tan, maybach
Yo, i’m in this
Wam bam, color tan, maybach
Aye, i said we in this
Wam bam, color tan, maybach
Yeah, might freak in this
Wam bam, color tan, maybach
W-w-w-wam bam, color tan, maybach

{verse 2:}
Aye
My money grande like ari
Niggas said that we was enemies, and i’m like, “really are we?”
‘cuz in that case, you gonn’ dread me, bob marley
Searchin’ for a lil boo thang, browse her down like safari
They aimin’ for me, but i’m dodgin’ bullets like i’m pootie tang
Make a bitch mount, i might erupt, ain't talkin’ fuji san
Look
This ain’t no mario bro’s, you’ll never 1 up me
No hairstylist, run up on me, get done up
Uh, grr!
Yeah, i’m after coins like mario, luigi
Ayo john, i seen her yesterday, her nigga still don’t see me
Hit ‘em with that wam bam a m.a, jackie chan kick
I left that old me long ago, but i’ll still leave you frantic
And let that sink in, i ain’t talking the titanic
I’m still real drippy for the record, like atlantic
Ocean, oh shit!, rico make the whole crowd jump
I skeet’d all over yo bitch and no, not no lil pump, bitch

{chorus:}
I’m in that wam bam, color tan, mercedes maybach
“mr. take yo bitch” nigga, you won’t get yo bae back
In yo girl stomach like a muhhfuckin’ 8 pack
Leave ‘em in the dirt, you gonn have to find yo way back
My aesthetic, and the way i move, i know they hate that
Finna give ‘em what they want, it ain’t no fuckin’ take backs
Came from the bottom, on my way up, finna shake back
If you got a fatty, let me s-s-see you shake that

{verse 3:}
Ayo
I’m to fly, you niggas plain, don’t see myself ever landin’
Might cop a matte aventador to ride with the doors slanted
You can tell by my name and my swag, i’m meant to be rich
Rico to vulgar, oh my bad brodie, i meant to say, “bitch!”
Balenciaga or yves saint laurent
Walk in this bitch, get whatever i want
Young rookie, spittin’ like a veteran
Still ball on niggas like who? like lebron

{chorus:}
I’m in that wam bam, color tan, mercedes maybach
“mr. take yo bitch” nigga, you won’t get yo bae back
In yo girl stomach like a muhhfuckin’ 8 pack
Leave ‘em in the dirt, you gonn have to find yo way back
My aesthetic, and the way i move, i know they hate that
Finna give ‘em what they want, it ain’t no fuckin’ take backs
Came from the bottom, on my way up, finna shake back
If you got a fatty, let me s-s-see you shake that

{hook:}
W-w-w-wam bam, color tan, maybach
Yo, i’m in this
Wam bam, color tan, maybach
Aye, i said we in this
Wam bam, color tan, maybach
Yeah, might freak in this
Wam bam, color tan, maybach
W-w-w-wam bam, color tan, maybach

{outro:}
Maybach
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah boy
Aye
R-i-c-o x-y-y
Yeah