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Maille Lyrics By Rilès

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I’m making this beat while on a flight, flight, flight

New York City, business class, alright, right, right

Don’t go there for holidays so why, why, why

Ain’t no secret nigga I just maille, maille, maille

Hotels, hotels, I don’t pay it’s fine, fine, fine

Started from my bedroom, see me shine, shine, shine

I’m gon meet Riri next week so why, why, why

Ain’t no secrets nigga I just maille, maille, maille

Paint the picture

Think about it everyday until it’s eats you

Until your life is just a way to smack that vision

Blind like a racer, don’t look beside you

Keep on runnin’ without caring ’bout the opponent

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40 songs later I’m outside my content

All around the world my city I represent

I figured out I’m the first and the last one

Hey man, brake it down

We want to spend time with ya

I don’t spend it anymore, my clock account is overdrawn

Hey sis’

Never quit

They know who your brother is

You gon’ be exposed to lotta hypocrisy

Watch your friends

I’m making this beat while on a flight, flight, flight

New York City, business class, alright, right, right


Don’t go there for holidays so why, why, why

Ain’t no secret nigga I just maille, maille, maille

Hotels, hotels, I don’t pay it’s fine, fine, fine

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Started from my bedroom, see me shine, shine, shine

I’m gon meet Riri next week so why, why, why

Ain’t no secrets nigga I just maille, maille, maille

Checks on the flight

Arrested 3 times

Interrogations, my look is not right

Scars on my face

Afraid of my name

Why you here for?

Bitch I’m here to fuck the game, up

Feeling wassup

Rilèsundayz’s location moving fast

Yet, still

Me behind me

Fire the engineer cuz I am mine

Thinking ’bout every move before I sign

It is a game of chess, not a Simon

I’m not impressed by your racks or your mics

Man, I’d rather my mix, even if I go blind

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Who the fuck is ‘front my face?

Work with him so talk like this

Got a really pretty face

But I won’t remember the name

Who the fuck is on my dick?

Ouh you’re trynna be my friend

I’m to paranoid, you’re too nice

There’s something hidden there


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