Maniac

[Chorus: GoldLink] Better watch your back, I'm a maniac Better watch your back, I’m a maniac 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah) 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my Better watch your back, I’m a maniac Better watch your back, I'm a maniac 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah) 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my [Verse 1: GoldLink] Let a nigga move one time in his prime Creep on the beat, when I ride, we gon' slide Got the whole DMV on my side Treated with bitches who slide on my line The way that the man whole team like a band, OG With a peng tryna smash the band I can escape and break, the glass, the Hen Y'all niggas goin' ghost, the Pac, the Man Shootin' at ya, clickity-clack, the fact is Word around is, it don’t matter That your favorite rapper head on a silver platter My goons will catch ya, don’t ask no questions When we in the zone, it's pure reaction Shawty hella thick and got an accent Might have to whip, and whip and gas it No time for it, so I lean I get lean (Lean, lean, lean) Triple beam scheme with the blacked-out seats, with a top-top freak I get G’s (G's, G's, G's) Cheddar, fettuccine, jig is up, you ain’t ever seen I get windows tinted, candy painted, engine revvin', gone Lil' Flip, I keep it pimpin' I keep quite a distance from niggas, so stay on the jump [Chorus: GoldLink] Better watch your back, I'm a maniac Better watch your back, I'm a maniac 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah) 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my Better watch your back, I'm a maniac Better watch your back, I'm a maniac 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah) 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my [Verse 2: GoldLink] Let a nigga move two times in this bitch I don't miss, with the hits, kinda opposite With the shits, my style's so effortless I cream too hard, might just take ya bitch I shine too hard, I even shine in the dark No shots on D, and my god, whole team win it all I don't wanna fuck when I ball I don't even splurge at the mall Sold weed, sold pills, sold D, sold this, sold that Look, I don't wanna talk about it all Seen fiends, seen death, seen shots, seen this, seen that Look, I don't wanna talk about it all I miss Mac, 'cause he a maniac And I'm a maniac, and an insomniac And they shoot the choppa, I just take the choppa now And if I have to, I will take this chopper down [Chorus: GoldLink] Better watch your back, I'm a maniac Better watch your back, I'm a maniac 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah) 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my [Outro: Bibi Bourelly] I'm finna make a hunnid billion racks For my children, finna max out, yeah And that's facts, yeah I'm finna cop a hunnid million packs Of that water wave, wet and wild All down my back, yeah Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah