Whiskey

Imma come in, hit a lick bitch
God on this shit, come get hit bitch
God on this shit, no Jehova, no witness
Imma go ghost, ain't no seeing me
Make lots of sales ain't no CD shit
Pop open a bottle of whiskey bitch

I don't even know what I be fucking saying
When I finna pull up with the clique, ain't no playing
Revolutionary cadence
I'm on my ignorant shit, Super Saiyan
9000 fucking verses I'm re-laying
9000 fucking bitches, they relating
I'm a whole fucking quarter pound, ain't no plain
No vegan, cuz I'm making cheese when I'm making payments
Whole fucking meal, cuz I'm also making dough every paycheck
Your bitch so wet when she see me I call that shit a raindance
Ice 'top of water on my wrist, like it's raining
Fuck on your bitch, make a vid, you replay it
Hit up the stu, make a hit, that's what pays me
Fuck it, imma go run up a check, shit's amazing
"Oh my god, is that Maxi K. D. going crazy?"
Yes little prick, when I'm writing all of these songs, I'm not lazy
Give me some neck, don't be late bitch

Imma come in, hit a lick bitch
God on this shit, come get hit bitch
God on this shit, no Jehova, no witness
Imma go ghost, ain't no seeing me
Make lots of sales ain't no CD shit
Pop open a bottle of whiskey bitch

Hit a fucking lick quick then I come and gun you down
Fuck a bitch quick then she come and suck me out
Started at the bottom now I'm moving towards the top
Now you see the competition frown
Remembering my old songs, yeah I'm reminiscing now
Those shit's national anthems, who be singing now?
You know I advance
You know that I kill every track
You know that I stand
By the things I demand
I'm making it grand
I'm meetin' demands
Extending my hand and all of the people they know that I do what I can
I'm fly a toucan
Energy so high that I can jump from my stance
I'm taking a stand

Yuh



Credits
Writer(s): Maximilian Klein Diaz
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