Pluto Kar - MAYBACH

Mhm Mhm (The rest of me)
Mhm (The rest of me)
Mhm (Jump)
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump
I'm in that Maybach, Maybach, I hop out and follow em
I do not play that, play that, I keep a Glock in the Prada jeans
I whip that Maybach through the Country
That nigga dead, that nigga lunch meat
I'm in the back, yeah bitch I'm comfy
I up that choppa, I ain't punching
I'm in that dark tint, dark tint, baby give me head
Your nigga text my phone, that nigga must wanna be dead
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump out the Maybach shooting
Jump out the Maybach shooting

Written by:
Jakkar Kinard

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