2TheMax Lyrics

2 the max, 2 the max

2 the max, 2 the max

2 the max

2 the max, 2 the max

2 the max, 2 the max

I'm in the backseat

Y'all talking trash get at me

Niggas rolling doja

And I'm getting flashy

I got the ice in my chains

And ice in my veins

For the niggas second guessing if I'm the one

Then y'all mental deranged

Guess when y'all jocking the style, it's just part of the game man

Don't hate the player just hate the game

2 the max

Hit from the back right

Catching the rhythm she make that shit clap right

Feel like I know you, we met in the past life

Took this shit north now we running the MetLife

We linked up and do what I do

They steady asking what got into you

I got a little money like bitch get a clue

I got a little money like bitch get a clue

Hit me up one time and I'll hit it two

Hit me up one time and I'll hit it two like bitch get a clue

I got a little money what got into you

I got a little money what got into you

Yeah, fuck it. I'm in the bucket driving myself so I hopped in the coupe

A.R. 15 but it hold 32 know you're in trouble if I'm aiming at you

No, you're in trouble. I'm aiming at you.

Glock 23 yeah it turn them to stew

2 the max

2 the max, 2 the max

2 the max, 2 the max

2 the max

2 the max, 2 the max

2 the max, 2 the max

I'm turned up to the max

I'mma make it clap

You looking like Vecna

While driving a Tesla

They say the money can make you look good you know that I bet ya

You built like a Ford 1982 and somebody wrecked ya

Got that box body fox body can somebody check you?

Shout out to Timmy I be on the news like I'm Chet Ubetcha

You better believe it

I'm gonna achieve it

I'm turned up to the max

And just like Mike jack, nobody can beat it

2 the max