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maDmaXX Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Gang
Soufside (Haha, fuck)
If you got a bag, better turn up
If you got a bag, better turn up
Hopped in my bag, hopped in my bag (Uh, uh, bag, uh, uh, bag)
Hopped in my bag, hopped in my bag (Uh, uh, bag, uh, uh, bag)
I'm counting this cash, do the dash to the racks (Counting this cash, dash to the racks)
Feel like Mad Max, ready to crash (Max, crash)
Yeah, I'm turnt up bitch, I been through fucked up shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I turnt her up and cut that bitch, next hoe gone suck this dick (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
These niggas lame, can't fuck with them (Yeah)
We not the same we antonyms (Yeah)
She answer me don't answer him (Yeah, yeah)
Go out to eat expensive meals (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck these hoes, I want a mil' (Ah, ah)
Double my cup, feeling fucked up, finna turn up in a mosh pit (Ergh, woo, ergh)
Popped a Tesla now I'm car sick (Ergh)
Fucked up the mall of my stock shit (Ergh)
She play with these balls like a ball pit (Ergh, ergh)
My ex tried to tell me I'm not it (Ergh, ergh)
Hopped in my bag, hopped in my bag (Uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh, yeah)
Hopped in my bag, hopped in my bag (Uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh, yeah)
I'm counting this cash, do the dash to the racks (Counting this cash, dash to the racks)
Feel like Mad Max, ready to crash (Max, crash)
I'm ready to crash bout my motherfucking bag, yeah (Yeah)
Nigga don't play with my racks, yeah (Yeah)
Nigga gone get on yo' ass, yeah (Yeah)
Bullets gone fire real fast, yeah (Bow)
Surrounded by niggas with choppas like we in the army (Doo, doo, doo)
Calling the shots like a sergeant or general (Ergh)
When I wake up a young nigga smoke medical (Brrr)
Put 'em in pack, turn that boy to a mineral (Ergh)
Souf, put the motherfucking bag on a pedestal (Boo)
Eat the beat up just like its an edible (Yeah)
Got keep a red head at least one or two (Huh, yeah, yeah)
Mouth, she ate this dick like it's good food (Yeah)
Had to put that bitch on ProTools (Doo)
My ex watch me like YouTube (Yes, sir)
Fuck that swoop, achieving goals and stacking cash that's the truth (Doo, doo, that's the truth, that's the truth)
I'm high as fuck, I'm off the gas and the shrooms (And the shrooms, and the shrooms)
If that boy run up, then he motherfucking doomed, like MF DOOM (Bow, bow, doomed, MF DOOM)
Hopped in my bag, hopped in my bag (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Hopped in my bag, hopped in my bag (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
I'm counting this cash, do the dash to the racks (Counting this cash, dash to the racks)
Feel like Mad Max, ready to crash (Max, crash)
Hopped in my bag, hopped in my bag (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Hopped in my bag, hopped in my bag (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
I'm counting this cash, do the dash to the racks (Counting this cash, dash to the racks)
Feel like Mad Max, ready to crash (Max, crash)