Maybach 42 Dugg (Ft. Future)

[Intro: 42 Dugg]
(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga)
(G, I think we got one)
Only love I ever felt was for my mama, on my mama
Miss my grandma, miss my uncle
Rest in peace Neff and Rece
Cash out, thick bitch from the Westside
Cash, dawg, no, this is not a S-Class
Maybach, I been turnin' up for my city
I been turnin' up for my city

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]
Richie Rich, fuck her, then I leave, bitch, ain't no, "Give me kiss"
All or nothin', freak bitch call me Dugg and I don't call her number
She finessin', baby, I need a dime
Baby, I need a, yeah, leave a message
Dawg, you known for doggin' hoes
Bae, I can't fuck all them hoes
Take her shoppin', she bе fly
Hermes, Chanel, and Prada
Gucci coat matchin' my mama's
'21, brand nеw, no mileage
Fuck me before I start wildin'
Calm me down
Sixes, brown, tickin' bomb
Sippin' Dom Pérignon
Bitches fine, glizzy, nine
Play and get shot
I'm still missin' my pops
When is you gettin' out?
I been turnin' up for my city (Turn me up)
I been turnin' up for my city