YG – Maniac Lyrics

YG – Maniac Lyrics

They say I lost my mind
I done turned to a maniac
Half a Millie on my neck im rockin big racks
Kidnap his bitch he can’t get his bitch back
Take that take that take that take that
I done lost my mind
I done turned to a maniac
The money got my head gone
They don’t know where he at
I be trippin with goyard luggage
I carry that
Fuckin on a pop star I’m trynna marry that

Uh uh YG you changed
Ever sense you been fuckin with them superstar bitches

Saint Laurent drippin
That’s how I’m feelin
Only thing changed is the drip
Bitch I’m chillin
Smellin like Tom ford
Lookin like a million
What you expect
I’m a star with stars in the ceiling
Ridin by myself
I got the 40 and it’s chrome
Everything else bussed down yellow gold
They like YG trynna come for your spot
I’m like how bitch
Im sitting on the block not a thrown
Im in my own lane
I don’t run from ner n****
I put bands in heads
Give you a headband n****
All my bitches bad
They don’t use filters
Your bitches made of plastic and got fillers
Fix yo wig get your track write
Tired ass bitch you look like last night
Whole lot of millions sold
I got my plaques write
I can tell you n***** ain’t eat get yo smack right

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They say I lost my mind
I done turned to a maniac
Half a Millie on my neck im rockin big racks
Kidnap his bitch he can’t get his bitch back
Take that take that take that take that
I done lost my mind
I done turned to a maniac
The money got my head gone
They don’t know where he at
I be trippin with goyard luggage
I carry that
Fuckin on a pop star I’m trynna marry that

All this ice is kinda scary
All this ice is Ben and Jerry’s
All this ice with out no dairy
Woke up with some ice on my teeth tooth fairy
Yea stunt on a bitch
Went from the gate
I’m trynna fuck, keep it blunt on a bitch
She know what’s up wit the clique
She know she gone in the morning
She trynna suck on some dick
If you ain’t trynna fuck girl I ain’t mad at you
Chewing on some gum
I might spit it right at you
Talked her out her panties
She thought she was at chapel
The way I Mac hoes
I should sponsored by apple
Fuck all the opps pop they tops like Snapple
The shooters wanna slide
You know I cover the travel
In the city I’m a n****
Bitch Put up a statue
I got rich and start sending hittas at you

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They say I lost my mind
I done turned to a maniac
Half a Millie on my neck im rockin big racks
Kidnap his bitch he can’t get his bitch back
Take that take that take that take that
I done lost my mind
I done turned to a maniac
The money got my head gone
They don’t know where he at
I be trippin with goyard luggage
I carry that
Fuckin on a pop star I’m trynna marry that