MAYDAY (Explicit)

MAYDAY (Explicit) - Chase B/Sheck Wes/Young Thug

Lyrics by：Jeffrey Williams/Khadimou Fall/Chase Benjiman

Composed by：Jeffrey Williams/Khadimou Fall/Chase Benjiman

Sheck Wes：

Yo Chase B

Sheck Wes：

I'm going dumb in a moshpit

B***h

If I'm out in the crowd I lost it

Yeah

I can't close my eyelids

Why 'cause a young n***a off it

Uh

I got the message like a prophet

I got the message like a

I got the message like a

I got the message like a prophet

Uh

Last year made a big profit

Yeah

Big bands put it in my wallet

Uh

Smoking this gas got me coughing

Yes sir

You can talk that bad put you in a casket or a coffin

B***h b***h

Yeah

Yeah

It's a motherf**king stick up

B***h

Put your hands up or get hit up

Uh

I grew up a bad n***a

Yeah

Sheck Wes：

Section 8 be in the projects I was in the parks with the hittas

Hittas

Now I count bands count figures

You don't f**k with Sheck Wes get the fingers

B***h

This not a ho like Mike

Yes

This not a ho like wizard

Wizard

My youngin' heart cold like December

B***h

Streets done turned me to a killer

Killer

Young Thug：

The car panoramic all white coupe and Klan it

I got in her panties I didn't even get it

The new one is Spanish I hop out the coupe

Gave her right to her grannie I don't do the bogus

Ain't tryna expose her I don't even be telling her

If I call it I don't even know it

I am so sorry I am sorry I thougth that you f**ked him

I owe you for life yeah and you know the score

I hop off the jet I hop on a boat

I'm smokin' biscotti it's makin' me choke

I hop out of parties and air out the parties

I'm drinkin' red I don't want no Bacardi

When I keep the kids you look so sorted

You look like you have a good time with your buddies

I know that you need it little break and they fussin'

When she gets the open shoot it outta the buckey

We just need a nanny I go Randy Savage

I gave 'way the Rollie the AP is medic

Got Daytonas brightless got skeletons added

The s**t don't look average I like how it setted

I'm checking the static I'm checking the settings

This b***h 'round my neck he might cook it my Patek

I'm hungry as f**k 'bout to eat out the carrot

I got the biggest body inside of the valley

I'm next to John Wall I could throw him an alley

Rent the plate boy I'm matchin' this

I put on some ice now I'm cool as an addict

I know how to fold they took all my cash in

I knew how to fish I knew that I'm rich

I pour the eight in a Sierra Mist

Ran up some M's I'm don't need a lick

Heard she was gon' go down I don't see that b***h

Sheck Wes：

I'm going dumb in a moshpit

B***h

If I'm out in the crowd I lost it

Yeah

I can't close my eyelids

Why 'cause a young n***a off it

Yeah

I got the message like a prophet

I got the message like a

I got the message like a

I got the message like a prophet

Uh

Last year made a big profit

Yeah

Big bands put it in my wallet

Uh

Smoking this gas got me coughing

Yes sir

You can talk that bad put you in a casket or a coffin

B***h b***h

Yeah

Yeah

It's a motherf**king stick up

B***h

Put your hands up or get hit up

Uh

I grew up a bad n***a