Mak11, Jacob Critch, DatLankyMan - Suited Lyrics

Aye, aye
It's MAK11
Mena Beats
I'm so muhfuckin' suited for this shit man
I’m so motivated
Going with the flow
Man that shit’s overrated
Overrated, aye
Aye, you know I’m faded
Smoking on this dope
And I get so sedated
Know they hate it, whoa
I want Gucci on my socks
I go stupid for the guap
Need an Uzi not a glock, yeah
Glock, yeah
My life a movie this the plot
I keep doing what they not
I’m so suited for the top, yeah
The top, yeah
She a groupie she a thot
Got her booty from the doc
Like some soup I’m feeling hot, yeah
Hot, yeah
Want that toolie yeah that chop
Might go foolish on yo block
Have a shootout with an opp
In the dually with the shocks
Crew be riding through the fog
Want Medusa on my flops
Gucci stripes and Louis cloth
I keep doing the impossible
They tryna prove me wrong
They assuming they can stop me
But my drive be too damn strong, yeah
They still tryna ride the wave
The temperature rising changing
Catch a vibe on a private plane
While these amateur guys is hating
They could never divide the gang
We don’t let em inside with that fake shit
I been setting my sights on fame
Had to get on my grind had to chase it
I’m so motivated
Going with the flow
Man that shit’s overrated
Overrated, aye
Aye, you know I’m faded
Smoking on this dope
And I get so sedated
Know they hate it, whoa
I want Gucci on my socks
I go stupid for the guap
Need an Uzi not a glock, yeah
Glock, yeah
My life a movie this the plot
I keep doing what they not
I’m so suited for the top, yeah
The top, yeah
I’m suited up three-piece yo shit is so outdated
I guess they wanna hate me cause I’m educated, oh
Future looking so bright, yours is respirated
Got swag like David Blaine my shit is elevated, oh
Putting hundreds in my pocket
Man you cannot stop it
Know I got the guap bitch
Got so many options
Know your mans is popping
I run the city, know you’ll never bring me down
You girl is in my Mazda, but we ain’t driving
Got nowhere to go, so she just give me noggin
Slid in my DMs, so I call her toboggan
We just made a baby in my car to Kenny Loggins
I’m so motivated
Going with the flow
Man that shit’s overrated
Overrated, aye
Aye, you know I’m faded
Smoking on this dope
And I get so sedated
Know they hate it, whoa
I want Gucci on my socks
I go stupid for the guap
Need an Uzi not a glock, yeah
Glock, yeah
My life a movie this the plot
I keep doing what they not
I’m so suited for the top, yeah
The top, yeah
These bars I'm spitting like a paradigm
I don't fuck with you not a friend of mine
But Mak11 with DatLankyMan
Bout to fuck up the scene like we on the climb
And I'm putting my mind in overdrive
And I'm working all night that's overtime
And I don't wanna sleep and I don't wanna eat
Cause in my opinion that's a waste of time
I don't got no strong opinions
I don't got no minions so don't call me gru
I just wanna smoke my green
I don't sip the lean so my drink ain't blue
Know you wanna chill with me
Cause I got the green and I'm the bees knees
Like Juice WRLD
And I'm getting cash
Not copping pearls
And I'm smoking gas
Got mad trees
They say please, please
Give me the keys
That expertise
It’ll be a breeze
I'll get that cheddar cheese
And I guarantee
My ice'll freeze
And my life will be easy
But it ain't that simple
Gun go pop like a pimple
Shots make you ripple
Rick like a pickle
Back like a nickel
Steven Hawking
This bitch leave you crippled

Aye, aye
It's MAK11
Mena Beats
I'm so muhfuckin' suited for this shit man
I’m so motivated
Going with the flow
Man that shit’s overrated
Overrated, aye
Aye, you know I’m faded
Smoking on this dope
And I get so sedated
Know they hate it, whoa
I want Gucci on my socks
I go stupid for the guap
Need an Uzi not a glock, yeah
Glock, yeah
My life a movie this the plot
I keep doing what they not
I’m so suited for the top, yeah
The top, yeah
She a groupie she a thot
Got her booty from the doc
Like some soup I’m feeling hot, yeah
Hot, yeah
Want that toolie yeah that chop
Might go foolish on yo block
Have a shootout with an opp
In the dually with the shocks
Crew be riding through the fog
Want Medusa on my flops
Gucci stripes and Louis cloth
I keep doing the impossible
They tryna prove me wrong
They assuming they can stop me
But my drive be too damn strong, yeah
They still tryna ride the wave
The temperature rising changing
Catch a vibe on a private plane
While these amateur guys is hating
They could never divide the gang
We don’t let em inside with that fake shit
I been setting my sights on fame
Had to get on my grind had to chase it
I’m so motivated
Going with the flow
Man that shit’s overrated
Overrated, aye
Aye, you know I’m faded
Smoking on this dope
And I get so sedated
Know they hate it, whoa
I want Gucci on my socks
I go stupid for the guap
Need an Uzi not a glock, yeah
Glock, yeah
My life a movie this the plot
I keep doing what they not
I’m so suited for the top, yeah
The top, yeah
I’m suited up three-piece yo shit is so outdated
I guess they wanna hate me cause I’m educated, oh
Future looking so bright, yours is respirated
Got swag like David Blaine my shit is elevated, oh
Putting hundreds in my pocket
Man you cannot stop it
Know I got the guap bitch
Got so many options
Know your mans is popping
I run the city, know you’ll never bring me down
You girl is in my Mazda, but we ain’t driving
Got nowhere to go, so she just give me noggin
Slid in my DMs, so I call her toboggan
We just made a baby in my car to Kenny Loggins
I’m so motivated
Going with the flow
Man that shit’s overrated
Overrated, aye
Aye, you know I’m faded
Smoking on this dope
And I get so sedated
Know they hate it, whoa
I want Gucci on my socks
I go stupid for the guap
Need an Uzi not a glock, yeah
Glock, yeah
My life a movie this the plot
I keep doing what they not
I’m so suited for the top, yeah
The top, yeah
These bars I'm spitting like a paradigm
I don't fuck with you not a friend of mine
But Mak11 with DatLankyMan
Bout to fuck up the scene like we on the climb
And I'm putting my mind in overdrive
And I'm working all night that's overtime
And I don't wanna sleep and I don't wanna eat
Cause in my opinion that's a waste of time
I don't got no strong opinions
I don't got no minions so don't call me gru
I just wanna smoke my green
I don't sip the lean so my drink ain't blue
Know you wanna chill with me
Cause I got the green and I'm the bees knees
Like Juice WRLD
And I'm getting cash
Not copping pearls
And I'm smoking gas
Got mad trees
They say please, please
Give me the keys
That expertise
It’ll be a breeze
I'll get that cheddar cheese
And I guarantee
My ice'll freeze
And my life will be easy
But it ain't that simple
Gun go pop like a pimple
Shots make you ripple
Rick like a pickle
Back like a nickel
Steven Hawking
This bitch leave you crippled