To the Max
Issho à la prod' tout est frais
Music, spy or shine
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
I feel alright, why your face is blue?
Bitch, answer me, why your face turn blue?
I'm a winner, I don't like to lose
I'ma beat your ass and it's gon' turn blue too
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
My cup is pink, you already knew
You drink my lean then you got the flu
They wanna be me and they wish they could
Tryna flex like Lean, they wanna steal my moves
And my ninjutsu and my leanjutsu
But, bitch, I'm still shinin' like fuckin' Pikachu
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came out the blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Fatty, fatty, I want it, I need it
Sweaty, sweaty, I'm anxious and they jealous
Goin' machete, straight up and steady
Blow up confetti, bitch, you know already
Top of the mountain, 富士山
So, I cannot hear you, bitch, うるさい
Lean in the morning, they think I made it
They call my phone but wait, who that?
I don't sleep at night, I'm a cat
I don't fight 'til I'm really mad
You don't wanna see me like that
You don't wanna see me like that
No, no (Issho à la prod' tout est frais)
No, no, no, no
Music, spy or shine
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
I feel alright, why your face is blue?
Bitch, answer me, why your face turn blue?
I'm a winner, I don't like to lose
I'ma beat your ass and it's gon' turn blue too
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
My cup is pink, you already knew
You drink my lean then you got the flu
They wanna be me and they wish they could
Tryna flex like Lean, they wanna steal my moves
And my ninjutsu and my leanjutsu
But, bitch, I'm still shinin' like fuckin' Pikachu
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came outta blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Mess with me, bitch, I'ma bury you
Go to the max, I'ma marry you
I'm booted up, I came out the blue
I put in work, you ain't got a clue
Fatty, fatty, I want it, I need it
Sweaty, sweaty, I'm anxious and they jealous
Goin' machete, straight up and steady
Blow up confetti, bitch, you know already
Top of the mountain, 富士山
So, I cannot hear you, bitch, うるさい
Lean in the morning, they think I made it
They call my phone but wait, who that?
I don't sleep at night, I'm a cat
I don't fight 'til I'm really mad
You don't wanna see me like that
You don't wanna see me like that
No, no (Issho à la prod' tout est frais)
No, no, no, no
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Writer(s): Lean Chihiro
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