Max Lyrics

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 fuck, 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 fuck 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 fuck

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, fuck 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