Youngwiz - Expensive whiskeys Lyrics

Expensive whiskeys on her gram, but she is sober since 05'
Rings and diamonds in her hands, but she doesn't like my raps
Tattoos all over her arms, but my style a lot to munch
What's her problem? I don't know
That's a problem of her boy, ai
You think that you are a princess but you're confused
Because you don't have a castle and your prince is not that cool
Check my style, check my flow, check my rhymes, check my shows
If you don't like who I am just get the fuck off! hey!
Youngwiz got a lot to embrace, your boy is always less
Compare him with myself, he is always on the left
You chose the rusty way?, already fucked your girl
You don't reply, okay! This is my move: check mate!
Hey! and I'm always on the right path doing what I love
Hey! and I'm always on the studio doing more more songs
Hey! and I'm always ending winning against your boy
Hey! so don't compare me with all your toys
Expensive whiskeys on her gram, but she is sober since 05'
Rings and diamonds in her hands, but she doesn't like my raps
Tattoos all over her arms, but my style a lot to munch
What's her problem? I don't know
That's a problem of your boy, ai ai
That's a problem of your toy, ai ai
That's a problem of your own, ai ai
I don't know what to do ai ai
And maybe you don't like the way I dress
And maybe you don't like the way my head works
Always presuming there with your toy
Looking like a 'zine cause he don't talk
Limited edition yeah that's my mo'
Definition: everything you don't own, yeah! I am sorry hoe!
"He talks too much!" got to the deal with my fast raps and my velocity
Everything I wrote, everything I did, every girl I fuck is another good hot hit (Oh shit!)
"He's a little bit weird!" fuck you! it calls style not like your boy, stereotyped!
You know when I rap my tongue is electrified instead your boy is out of light
Hey! and I'm always on the right path doing what I love
Hey! and I'm always on the studio doing more more songs
Hey! and I'm always ending winning against your boy
Hey! so don't compare me with all your toys
Expensive whiskeys on her gram, but she is sober since 05'
Rings and diamonds in her hands, but she doesn't like my raps
Tattoos all over her arms, but my style a lot to munch
What's her problem? I don't know
That's a problem of her boy, ai
Sorry girls I am not talking to everyone here, you know!
I am just delivering a message only to some
You got to the deal with my cuteness and all my uniqueness
And I am so sorry for your boy but compared with me he is out of order
Yeah trust me! he is out of order! Thank you MaiLo!
Youngwiz baby!

Expensive whiskeys on her gram, but she is sober since 05'
Rings and diamonds in her hands, but she doesn't like my raps
Tattoos all over her arms, but my style a lot to munch
What's her problem? I don't know
That's a problem of her boy, ai
You think that you are a princess but you're confused
Because you don't have a castle and your prince is not that cool
Check my style, check my flow, check my rhymes, check my shows
If you don't like who I am just get the fuck off! hey!
Youngwiz got a lot to embrace, your boy is always less
Compare him with myself, he is always on the left
You chose the rusty way?, already fucked your girl
You don't reply, okay! This is my move: check mate!
Hey! and I'm always on the right path doing what I love
Hey! and I'm always on the studio doing more more songs
Hey! and I'm always ending winning against your boy
Hey! so don't compare me with all your toys
Expensive whiskeys on her gram, but she is sober since 05'
Rings and diamonds in her hands, but she doesn't like my raps
Tattoos all over her arms, but my style a lot to munch
What's her problem? I don't know
That's a problem of your boy, ai ai
That's a problem of your toy, ai ai
That's a problem of your own, ai ai
I don't know what to do ai ai
And maybe you don't like the way I dress
And maybe you don't like the way my head works
Always presuming there with your toy
Looking like a 'zine cause he don't talk
Limited edition yeah that's my mo'
Definition: everything you don't own, yeah! I am sorry hoe!
"He talks too much!" got to the deal with my fast raps and my velocity
Everything I wrote, everything I did, every girl I fuck is another good hot hit (Oh shit!)
"He's a little bit weird!" fuck you! it calls style not like your boy, stereotyped!
You know when I rap my tongue is electrified instead your boy is out of light
Hey! and I'm always on the right path doing what I love
Hey! and I'm always on the studio doing more more songs
Hey! and I'm always ending winning against your boy
Hey! so don't compare me with all your toys
Expensive whiskeys on her gram, but she is sober since 05'
Rings and diamonds in her hands, but she doesn't like my raps
Tattoos all over her arms, but my style a lot to munch
What's her problem? I don't know
That's a problem of her boy, ai
Sorry girls I am not talking to everyone here, you know!
I am just delivering a message only to some
You got to the deal with my cuteness and all my uniqueness
And I am so sorry for your boy but compared with me he is out of order
Yeah trust me! he is out of order! Thank you MaiLo!
Youngwiz baby!