[Intro: Maybe Baby & Makelove]
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Maybe Maybe
I want to kiss you so much
But you're not ready, ah
I can see it in your eyes
H-H-Hi, Mr. Gore
Maybe, haha
[Chorus]
Don’t draw parallels, rappers are kids, I'm like R. Kelly
I'm grilling trout fillets, I have a Schiaparelli dress
All my exes are rats, I’ve been doing experiments, you're like biomodels
I always kill my brothers, they call me YNW Melly
[Verse 1]
Maybe is a living legend (Style), I'm unreal baby
All my money is in packets
That's why I need a packet for packets
You would be offеnded if I pouted (Vua), I don't go to surgeons
Girls, nеxt to me are pawns, they have not seen such a figure (And)
He raps about sticks, but all his sticks, apparently, are for IQOS
There are cookies on my team's kitchen — I'm not talking about iOS
I braid pigtails — Yanix will envy them, I'm legendary in any genre
The experiment was a success — Mamix will envy me (haha)
Hey, you’re not sugar daddy, you’re wearing your grandfather's fur coat (A)
You said: "Maybe is a bitch", all your bitches are with Maybe (Bitch)
You have a shooter in the Steam, I have a shooter in the ghetto
Hey, you’re not a superhero, super baby is in front of you
[Interlude]
Maybe, Maybe — bitch
Baby gang, baby world
Show me who's hotter than me?
Are you ready? You are not ready
Once again, I'll do it, Maybe
[Verse 2]
Hey, Maybe is okay (Okay)
Skinny bae like Coi Leray (Pr-r)
I conjured my fame (Shoo)
Because I was in a fairy school (Vzhuh)
A million for a rainy day (Cash-cash)
The brightest bitch, for the life of me (Pau)
You're not Spider-Man, son
But for you, I’m Aunt May (Punch)
These rappers wanted to record a song with me
Sorry, you can't rap on beat (Fact-fact)
I'll record some bangers with you
If you will rap like me (So)
You've got a beatpack (Yeah)
I've got an impact (Yeah)
Barack Obama heard me on the beat
And now I have a green card (Y-y)
[Bridge]
You're copying Maybe
Even your Gucci is fake (MAY)
Kids, you're just my shadows (Yeah)
But you won't stay forever (No)
Yes, I'm Freddy, bitch, I'm ready (Ha ha ha)
Getting into my Bentley (Vroom)
I have a friend thug, but he is far from friendly (Mmm)
[Chorus]
Don't draw parallels
Rappers are kids, I'm like R. Kelly
I'm grilling trout fillets
I have a Schiaparelli dress
All my exes are rats
I've been doing experiments, you're like biomodels
I always kill my brothers
They call me YNW Melly