Max B In '07
I be popping shit and these niggas can't stand it
Break shorty back yeah I came to do damage
Before I had the bars, was the flyest on campus
Rapping on an island but I'm never feeling stranded
Puerto Rico by myself you ain't never left states
Chilling on the roof eating 100 dollar steaks
Shorty looking beautiful come put it on my face, yeah
Gold Bottle Don so I'm sipping on this Ace, yo
They be talking big but when a nigga come around
Quiet as a mouse I never hear a fucking sound
Ain't saying that I'm God but these women bowing down
Trumpets like Diaz when he standing on the mound
I be everywhere you not, doing shit you never done
Heard I'm blowing up and now she wanna have my son
Most of ya is stupid, some of ya is dumb
Half these niggas lying other half these niggas bums, Yeah
Most of ya is stupid, some of ya is dumb
Half these niggas lying other half these niggas bums
Say my name and it's smoke you gon feel it in ya lungs
Im getting to the bread and these niggas chasing crumbs
She knowing I'm the one while these niggas coming second
Up top Nigga but the ville is what I'm repping
Ya better tighten up or else it's time to get the stepping
Mike Evans with the prayers I be catching all the blessings nigga
Break shorty back yeah I came to do damage
Before I had the bars, was the flyest on campus
Rapping on an island but I'm never feeling stranded
Puerto Rico by myself you ain't never left states
Chilling on the roof eating 100 dollar steaks
Shorty looking beautiful come put it on my face, yeah
Gold Bottle Don so I'm sipping on this Ace, yo
They be talking big but when a nigga come around
Quiet as a mouse I never hear a fucking sound
Ain't saying that I'm God but these women bowing down
Trumpets like Diaz when he standing on the mound
I be everywhere you not, doing shit you never done
Heard I'm blowing up and now she wanna have my son
Most of ya is stupid, some of ya is dumb
Half these niggas lying other half these niggas bums, Yeah
Most of ya is stupid, some of ya is dumb
Half these niggas lying other half these niggas bums
Say my name and it's smoke you gon feel it in ya lungs
Im getting to the bread and these niggas chasing crumbs
She knowing I'm the one while these niggas coming second
Up top Nigga but the ville is what I'm repping
Ya better tighten up or else it's time to get the stepping
Mike Evans with the prayers I be catching all the blessings nigga
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Writer(s): Omari Murad
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