Max

Late night with the guys, yeah we turned to the max You ain't got ask , man you know I'm smokin' thrax My niggas cut up in a rental, doin one fifty, I'm high in the back Lil baby know I'm a dog and she know I like killin' a cat Suck me up while I'm driving ', yeah I like how she doin' that Niggas need somethin' gone pass me the weight im movin that Pull up in 5 percent everybody watching like who is that Don't wanna see you great you full of hate, you gon' lose for that I had to block her phone, she always wanna argue with her stupid ass Gave up, tried to save her hoe, the f*ck, I look like Superman I'm tryna hit a island, me and my bitch get a stupid tan Off the za im really high, I swear to God, can't never land And I feel like Richard Sherman threw the pack intercepted it I got hoes up on my dick and I've been sippin' medicine I got hoes up on my dick, they know I'm livin' reckless I got hoes up on my dick, they wanna diamond necklace I'ma take that fuckin' shit if a nigga flex again Got them niggas in your yard like a fuckin' Mexican I swear a nigga gain no fucks like I'm fuckin' celibate If you ain't talkin' bout bucks pussy, yous irrelevant When im stressed i get that head from the bitch i swear she heaven sent It was too good to be true, she popped up at my residence That bitch, she doin' check-up shit, that bitch, she really out of mind That bitch, she really wastin' time, cause lil' nigga, I'm on my grind Niggas throwin' all that shade, I swear a nigga tryna shine Yeah, that bitch, she kinda fine, yeah, I'm tryna read her mind You a ten up in her face, but got a demon right inside Girl, I'm feening for yo love f*ck it a nigga need a hug All I'm searchin' for is lust, I don't care about no love In New York makin' hits, man, I feel like Aaron judge In New York makin' hits, damn my pop sold bricks Smokin za every day, I swear I'm not focused Smokin za every day, man, I'm tryna make a way Man, I'm tryna get you paid , and buy a new whip like a slave Tesla truck, charge it up, I don't give a f*ck Watchin' Netflix in the car, baby, come suck it up Watchin' Hulu in the car, baby, you know what's up Five percent, tint up on my car, they wont even notice us G-Star how a nigga, f*ck her raw ain't got no trojans cuh My niggas throwing up them Bs they blood how you niggas keep talking bout cash and you aint running it up How you keep on talkin' about cash when you ain't runnin' it up Pussy nigga, you know I really keep that gun tucked Pussy nigga know what's up, I keep a big one