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Malta Lyrics

[Part I]

[Hook]
Guess they don’t know me
I go unknown on these niggas (Lil Bitch)
Like I’m the Malta
Who that calling, give a damn about these niggas (Lil Bitch)
Like I’m the caller
Go overtime and overdue like Travis bitch
I come and altar
Who that nigga with the raps (Yeah, yeah, me, nigga)
Looking like Gibraltar
[Verse 1]
Pick it up, pick it up, and put it down
Drop it low, cum on her, yeah
She loving my sound
Baby nah, we ain’t going nowhere
We staying in town
Play these hoes, I ain’t Tupac, nigga
But I Get Around.. (G-, G-, G-, g-g)[Hook]
Guess they don’t know me
I go unknown on these niggas (Lil Bitch)
Like I’m the Malta
Who that calling, givе a damn about these niggas (Lil Bitch)
Like I’m thе caller
Go overtime and overdue like Travis bitch
I come and altar
Who that nigga with the raps (Me, nigga)
Looking like Gibraltar (They be like…)[Verse 2]
“He so sick, that boy TerKis, oh he lit”
He so lit, got them cheering
Got them watching, from the bench, now I’m him (Now I’m-)
Always keeping one on me, bitch, like Cam Newton
Stacking up my bread, these crackers wish that it was Ritz
[Part II][Intro]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, w-woah-uh-uh, woah[Hook]
Playing PG on that court
And I know I’m on the roll
Never creepin’ on them hoes
Never sleepin’ due to code
West, bumpin’ on the most
East, trippin’ out them hoes
Playing P, not X and O’s
I ain’t a lover, I’m a hoe (Maker)[Verse 3]
Too much time passed, waiting on that drop
Too much high gas, waiting ’til I got my lock
Out of my mind as, Tritonal U&I
You a fake friend, now it’s never you’s and I
Need a girlfriend, but Miami they on high (Aggressiveness)
Need a girlfriend, but she want me, they all watch
Driving foreign, dreaming like “Froze”, up on or nah
She gon’ hate me, never sleeping ’til I die
[Hook]
Playing PG on that court
And I know I’m on the roll
Never creepin’ on them hoes
Never sleepin’ due to code
West, bumpin’ on the most
East, trippin’ out them hoes
Playing P, not X and O’s
I ain’t a lover, I’m a hoe (Maker)

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