Maniac Thoughts - Lil Keed

It went matte black

It went matte black

It went matte black

It went matte black

Let’s go Mario

Opp block, opp block, yeah, get shot up nonstop

High top Margielas on the kid, with Gucci socks

Yeah we riding in these fucking foreign cars, with a big chop chop

I 'getcha brother head top, momma top, and daddy top

Yeah your baby mama gimme top, 'cause I got your head popped

Yeah, I care what you ride in, send 'em to a pop, that’s locked

God damn, get the fuck back, why you always on my cock?

Hey

Maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (Hey)

Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought?

Want no fucking clothes, you spent it all on a broad (Let's go)

Where your drip at?

Where your bitch at?

Yeah, she moaning when she see the kid, I keep that wet

You talking about a fucking opp block, we keep that wet

We flipping bodies, houses and cars like a Tec-Deck

Young nigga flaw, it’s a pussy, you tryna protect that?

You a fake shooter, why you tryna portray that?

You a, you caught that body, but you ain’t tell that

We ain’t riding to no Gucci in that hellcat

Yeah we playing Gunna, Thugger and Lil Baby

Kicking back, listen to Mad Mob in that wraith

Baby mama tripping, told her back up, give me space

I know the world sleeping on me, but it’s ok

'Cause you ain’t ever own shit (Shit)

My diamonds be shining when I enter the building

Came in aggressive, I don’t talk to you niggas

I be spazzing on niggas

No phone calls, I don’t contact these niggas

Got call laws from texting from niggas

I heard you begging for verses from niggas

I’m running them bands like, 'lil nigga

Stop capping, I heard you heard, 'lil nigga

Hey

Maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (Hey)

Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought?

Want no fucking clothes, you spent it all on a broad (Let's go)

Where your drip at?

Where your bitch at?

Yeah, she moaning when she see the kid, I keep that wet

You talking about a fucking opp block, we keep that wet

We flipping bodies, houses and cars like a Tec-Deck

Young nigga

It went matte black

It went matte black

It went matte black

It went matte black

Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black

I went Maybach, Maybach

It went matte black

It went matte black

It went matte black

It went matte black

Matte, matte, matte, matte, matte, matte black

I went Maybach, Maybach

I went Cartier watches, not a Rolex (Cartier)

Shoot this Glock at your face, now you a throwback (Now you a throwback, woo)

Slide on 'em in a truck, yeah, it’s matte black (Yeah, it’s matte black)

Got some shooters right behind me, in a Hellcat (Skrrr)

Disrespect, nah, I don’t take that, take that, take that, take that,

take that (Hell naw)

He pull the fire on me, he let me live, I’ll be right back (Damn)

You said you take it, change the stain

Naw, you ain’t like that (No cap)

I just let that Draco spit loud, like a T-Rex (Brrt, brrt)

Hey

Maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts, maniac thoughts (Hey)

Say you hit the mall, what the fuck you bought?

Want no fucking clothes, you spent it all on a broad (Let's go)

Where your drip at?

Where your bitch at?

Yeah, she moaning when she see the kid, I keep that wet

You talking about a fucking opp block, we keep that wet

We flipping bodies, houses and cars like a Tec-Deck