Made For It
(You should know Max you made it up)
Hangin' round with killers, yeah I'm made for it
All these pussies hatin' but I'm made for this
Hop up in this whip with me and we gon' floor it
Bad bitch in the passenger and shorty foreign
And now I'm whippin' cars finna have a foreign
Push to start the engine when you start it, oh shit
And no I can't fuck with these losers all these lames is boring
And yeah I'm getting better smiling while it's pouring
But sometimes I, yeah I
When no one's with me and when no one hears me I just cry, sometimes
Cause sometimes I feel like I'm losing my motherfucking mind
Yeah, yeah
I'm in Beverly Hills and I just dropped the top
All of my shooters, finna shoot all I gotta do is give the drop
Give that addy, pussy boy and then you finna get popped
So don't you at me cause if my boys pull up you finna get shot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, again and again
This is a loop no one can break so I guess I gotta live it again
But it's aight I'ma still go to the mall drop one two bands
Got these bitches going crazy when they see me leave in a benz
Hangin' round with killers, yeah I'm made for it
All these pussies hatin' but I'm made for this
Hop up in this whip with me and we gon' floor it
Bad bitch in the passenger and shorty foreign
And now I'm whippin' cars finna have a foreign
Push to start the engine when you start it, oh shit
And no I can't fuck with these losers all these lames is boring
And yeah I'm getting better smiling while it's pouring
Hangin' round with killers, yeah I'm made for it
All these pussies hatin' but I'm made for this
Hop up in this whip with me and we gon' floor it
Bad bitch in the passenger and shorty foreign
And now I'm whippin' cars finna have a foreign
Push to start the engine when you start it, oh shit
And no I can't fuck with these losers all these lames is boring
And yeah I'm getting better smiling while it's pouring
But sometimes I, yeah I
When no one's with me and when no one hears me I just cry, sometimes
Cause sometimes I feel like I'm losing my motherfucking mind
Yeah, yeah
I'm in Beverly Hills and I just dropped the top
All of my shooters, finna shoot all I gotta do is give the drop
Give that addy, pussy boy and then you finna get popped
So don't you at me cause if my boys pull up you finna get shot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, again and again
This is a loop no one can break so I guess I gotta live it again
But it's aight I'ma still go to the mall drop one two bands
Got these bitches going crazy when they see me leave in a benz
Hangin' round with killers, yeah I'm made for it
All these pussies hatin' but I'm made for this
Hop up in this whip with me and we gon' floor it
Bad bitch in the passenger and shorty foreign
And now I'm whippin' cars finna have a foreign
Push to start the engine when you start it, oh shit
And no I can't fuck with these losers all these lames is boring
And yeah I'm getting better smiling while it's pouring
Credits
Writer(s): Ot Yousef
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