All Facts
Everything that I tell you is facts
I'm about to go cover my tracks
I'm going to spaz but I got to relax
Got a line up to get on the tracks
This little new project better than Kanye and drake and that's fax
up a new bitch cause I needed snacks
Name me a song where max stein didn't snap
I make one call and the boys on attack
Pull up to the sesh in a Benz all black
Drop a dime on a new piece
Me and rican gonna go drop a two piece
Smoking on packs like snoopy
I'm gonna rip verses like loose leaf
I'm gonna hit up a drive through I'm too cheap
Got gourmet ass it's juicy
This song will be hype like my crew be
Even our momma's momma's proud of us
Cause I'm putting up a fight without a fuss
Leaving all the rich bitches in the dust
Smoking on Ritchie rich pack uhh huh
Killing every beat like dunt duh
Got to drip or drown like gunna
I'm in the front seat riding shot gunner
I'm with the bros and we making this music we having a good time we're about to go run Up
If your going to hate on me then shut the fuck up
If you want a feature then go get a buck up
A thousand of those might do the trick cause if you want this voice then you going to pay That shit
I'm in the studio while you steady be sucking dick
You in the G league and i'm going to play for the Nicks
I'm going to ball out like Austin and my buddy nick
I'm going to just tell you facts cause I think that might do the trick
They say max stein why the Fuck you be doing this
Cause I want to catch bag upon bags like I'm ludicrous
I say that shit and they think that is humorous
I'm laying down tracks and you still be computing this
Don't you ever try to test me
I'm in my bag like where every bitch wanna man kicking shit like I'm jet lee
But I'm still broke for some reasons I'm about to go save all this money yea all of these Benjjis
I knew That I was gonna be famous I'll be a super Star like Kenji
GO
I got some money think I need more
I got some bitches and their knees to the floor
I just be flowing I don't need a flow
This song is progressive like my name is flow
I just be getting to all of that doe
I tell he to come over and tell her to go go
Hop in the skat then I pull out
Take right take take a left I'm at boo house
Fly down to az I'm building a new house
I'm about to swing for a homer with like two outs
You asking for the scores but that shit was a blow out
She asking for money so go kick a hoe out
Taking my time with this shit
I'm about to go make a few dimes like my bitch
100 percent chance I'm gonna be rich
Me and the whole crew in the blacked out suburban
I'm going to make cheddar cause I'm steady working
New girl fat ass and she be twerking
Just for the sentimental buy a Birkin
Bust that shit down
Now your mom flirting
Bottle of champagne now I be burping
You kids are not shit like the way you be chirping
Say that Stein is trash I'm like bitch please
I'm like Logan pac shooting sixteys
Don't talk to me I'm like six deep
Fuck a Beamer go and buy a Bentley
Tickets to Costa Rica she like yes please
I said no I'm just taking broskis
Because half these bitches dont know me
And They all up on me for money
That shit is true
I'm one of the realest
Make dreams come true
You know what the deal is
I hanging with your boo
I've Been in the kitchen they call it the stu
This is that max stein shit that raw shit
Make dogs go (WOOF)
This is the beginning to a saga and I'm going to drop that shit soon god damn
I'm about to go cover my tracks
I'm going to spaz but I got to relax
Got a line up to get on the tracks
This little new project better than Kanye and drake and that's fax
up a new bitch cause I needed snacks
Name me a song where max stein didn't snap
I make one call and the boys on attack
Pull up to the sesh in a Benz all black
Drop a dime on a new piece
Me and rican gonna go drop a two piece
Smoking on packs like snoopy
I'm gonna rip verses like loose leaf
I'm gonna hit up a drive through I'm too cheap
Got gourmet ass it's juicy
This song will be hype like my crew be
Even our momma's momma's proud of us
Cause I'm putting up a fight without a fuss
Leaving all the rich bitches in the dust
Smoking on Ritchie rich pack uhh huh
Killing every beat like dunt duh
Got to drip or drown like gunna
I'm in the front seat riding shot gunner
I'm with the bros and we making this music we having a good time we're about to go run Up
If your going to hate on me then shut the fuck up
If you want a feature then go get a buck up
A thousand of those might do the trick cause if you want this voice then you going to pay That shit
I'm in the studio while you steady be sucking dick
You in the G league and i'm going to play for the Nicks
I'm going to ball out like Austin and my buddy nick
I'm going to just tell you facts cause I think that might do the trick
They say max stein why the Fuck you be doing this
Cause I want to catch bag upon bags like I'm ludicrous
I say that shit and they think that is humorous
I'm laying down tracks and you still be computing this
Don't you ever try to test me
I'm in my bag like where every bitch wanna man kicking shit like I'm jet lee
But I'm still broke for some reasons I'm about to go save all this money yea all of these Benjjis
I knew That I was gonna be famous I'll be a super Star like Kenji
GO
I got some money think I need more
I got some bitches and their knees to the floor
I just be flowing I don't need a flow
This song is progressive like my name is flow
I just be getting to all of that doe
I tell he to come over and tell her to go go
Hop in the skat then I pull out
Take right take take a left I'm at boo house
Fly down to az I'm building a new house
I'm about to swing for a homer with like two outs
You asking for the scores but that shit was a blow out
She asking for money so go kick a hoe out
Taking my time with this shit
I'm about to go make a few dimes like my bitch
100 percent chance I'm gonna be rich
Me and the whole crew in the blacked out suburban
I'm going to make cheddar cause I'm steady working
New girl fat ass and she be twerking
Just for the sentimental buy a Birkin
Bust that shit down
Now your mom flirting
Bottle of champagne now I be burping
You kids are not shit like the way you be chirping
Say that Stein is trash I'm like bitch please
I'm like Logan pac shooting sixteys
Don't talk to me I'm like six deep
Fuck a Beamer go and buy a Bentley
Tickets to Costa Rica she like yes please
I said no I'm just taking broskis
Because half these bitches dont know me
And They all up on me for money
That shit is true
I'm one of the realest
Make dreams come true
You know what the deal is
I hanging with your boo
I've Been in the kitchen they call it the stu
This is that max stein shit that raw shit
Make dogs go (WOOF)
This is the beginning to a saga and I'm going to drop that shit soon god damn
Credits
Writer(s): Max Stein
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