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Really Won't Video (MV)




Performed By: Sheluvmaxxx
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Maximus Bradford




Sheluvmaxxx - Really Won't Lyrics
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Yeah, Yeah Heartagram who? what
2024, yeah
My year
You a bad bitch, lil mama, you get everything you want
He told you, he be making money, truth is, he really don't
He told you he'd be scaring niggas, truth is, he really don't
He told the gram that he was up and paid, but he really won't
Lights on, but nobody home, I can tell bae
If you come, I can't leave you alone, I won't tell bae
You got a nigga, I don't never care, I won't tell bae
I want a double RR, Audi, and I want a jailbreak
Yeah, she pretty, but she from another city, where you from
She tryna f*ck me out my money, but lil' mama, I'm not dumb
I only trick on bad bitches, I don't think that you the one
Yes, I'm just tryna f*ck, and after that, I gotta run
I can take you to the mall, make this week your best week
I can take her to the room, yeah, that's where the mess be
Yeah, she said that she a slut, she said, baby, test me
I got her studying the dick like it was a test week
Hey, yo, wrist broke from fake watches, that is not a Patek
I gotta go to rehab, I am a financial addict
Yeah, my Cubans leave a mark like that nigga own the Maverick
Goin' to the club and f*ck it up, my niggas causin' havoc
Told her this don't got no safety, reason why she scared to grab it
I'm makin' money for the hoes, I put like 2K on the jacket
I'm a Cinderella story, so I'm f*ckin' up your bracket
I heard you got a bad back, come here, baby, let me crack it
Uh, I know these niggas got a problem with me
Pull up with a motherf*ckin' bomb, I got the Goblin with me
All black on, like I'm Bruce, I got the Robin with me
My lil' bitch, she love the f*ckin' shoot, so she slidin' with me
Lil' bitch tryna play some R&B, but I can't vibe to Whitney
Don Julio is for the hoes, I bring the bottle with me
I can be in church, it don't matter, keep a model with me
All my niggas goin' to the top, tryna follow with me
Lil' ho on my dick, she like, Max, you my fav
Undertaker to these niggas, I can put them in the grave
I told her, send that shit through, Imessage, so I can save
These niggas tryna box the block, I don't know, I think they brave
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, you a lame, you a cornball
Told her, I love real bad bitches, I'm a hornball
If I'm in that cat, best believe I'm finna floor off
Ridin' in the Jeep like a white bitch, take the door off
She like, Max, how you doin'? I said, life is great
I'm in Tampa with Jazy and Jax, I'm in another state
Lookin' at my necklace and my watch, this shit like a lake
Yeah, her ass so fat and it got dimples, I don't think it's fake
Niggas still couldn't even pass me and I took a break
Sorry baby, I be f*ckin' long, so I made her late
I can take you shoppin' every day, but this not a date
When I'm doin' better than you niggas, it's easy to hate
You a bad bitch, baby, you get everything you want
He tells you he be makin' money, truth is, he really don't
He tells you he be scarin', niggas, truth is, he really don't
He told the gram that he was up in pape, but he really won't
Jack just wanna drank
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Yeah, Yeah Heartagram who? what
2024, yeah
My year
You a bad bitch, lil mama, you get everything you want
He told you, he be making money, truth is, he really don't
He told you he'd be scaring niggas, truth is, he really don't
He told the gram that he was up and paid, but he really won't
Lights on, but nobody home, I can tell bae
If you come, I can't leave you alone, I won't tell bae
You got a nigga, I don't never care, I won't tell bae
I want a double RR, Audi, and I want a jailbreak
Yeah, she pretty, but she from another city, where you from
She tryna f*ck me out my money, but lil' mama, I'm not dumb
I only trick on bad bitches, I don't think that you the one
Yes, I'm just tryna f*ck, and after that, I gotta run
I can take you to the mall, make this week your best week
I can take her to the room, yeah, that's where the mess be
Yeah, she said that she a slut, she said, baby, test me
I got her studying the dick like it was a test week
Hey, yo, wrist broke from fake watches, that is not a Patek
I gotta go to rehab, I am a financial addict
Yeah, my Cubans leave a mark like that nigga own the Maverick
Goin' to the club and f*ck it up, my niggas causin' havoc
Told her this don't got no safety, reason why she scared to grab it
I'm makin' money for the hoes, I put like 2K on the jacket
I'm a Cinderella story, so I'm f*ckin' up your bracket
I heard you got a bad back, come here, baby, let me crack it
Uh, I know these niggas got a problem with me
Pull up with a motherf*ckin' bomb, I got the Goblin with me
All black on, like I'm Bruce, I got the Robin with me
My lil' bitch, she love the f*ckin' shoot, so she slidin' with me
Lil' bitch tryna play some R&B, but I can't vibe to Whitney
Don Julio is for the hoes, I bring the bottle with me
I can be in church, it don't matter, keep a model with me
All my niggas goin' to the top, tryna follow with me
Lil' ho on my dick, she like, Max, you my fav
Undertaker to these niggas, I can put them in the grave
I told her, send that shit through, Imessage, so I can save
These niggas tryna box the block, I don't know, I think they brave
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, you a lame, you a cornball
Told her, I love real bad bitches, I'm a hornball
If I'm in that cat, best believe I'm finna floor off
Ridin' in the Jeep like a white bitch, take the door off
She like, Max, how you doin'? I said, life is great
I'm in Tampa with Jazy and Jax, I'm in another state
Lookin' at my necklace and my watch, this shit like a lake
Yeah, her ass so fat and it got dimples, I don't think it's fake
Niggas still couldn't even pass me and I took a break
Sorry baby, I be f*ckin' long, so I made her late
I can take you shoppin' every day, but this not a date
When I'm doin' better than you niggas, it's easy to hate
You a bad bitch, baby, you get everything you want
He tells you he be makin' money, truth is, he really don't
He tells you he be scarin', niggas, truth is, he really don't
He told the gram that he was up in pape, but he really won't
Jack just wanna drank
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Writer: Maximus Bradford
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