To the Max

Look, I said I pulled up on the block with that K, chop his head off
Drive around the corner, need for speed when I sped
5-5-6, coming out that gun, chop his dreads off
Claiming that he Crip, cause the chopper took his legs off

I don't fuck around, but the trigger get to squeezing
Hit his head, bop, bop, bop, bop, now he tweaking
Layed up on the corner, filled with lead, now he leaking
Demon shit, walk down the block with my mask on

Diamonds on my neck, VVS, get my dance on
Lil shordy got the smoke, don't get gassed on
Feel like Al Capone, I'm a boss, got my check going
Look, betta come correct when you step to em

Niggas talking crazy, the chopper gon' get to bussin'
Ain't doing no damn talking, I'm ending this whole discussion
Look, niggas touch my money, I'ma snuff 'em
I'ma take your bitch while you cuff her, bitch

Guns full of ammo, bitch, I'm maxed out
Drink in my cup, I'ma pass out
Shordy walk the club with her ass out
Making all this money, I'ma cash out

You see me ride around the street with my gorillas
5-star shooter, we some hitters
Fresh out the mud, we the niggas
Look, Baltimore shit, we some killers

Look, guns full of ammo, bitch, I'm maxed out
Drink in my cup, I'ma pass out
Shordy walk the club with her ass out
Making all this money, I'ma cash out

Guns full of ammo, bitch, I'm maxed out
Drink in my cup, I'ma pass out
Shordy walk the club with her ass out
Making all this money, I'ma cash out

Drink in my cup, I'ma pass out
Shorty walk the club with her ass out
Making all this money, I'ma cash out



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Writer(s): Kyree Ckyyou
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