Mad Max (feat. I.Z!)
Kawa Tgm
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Ayo, watch me do that moon walk (walk) Reefer got me to the moon (reefer) I just be fucking all these bitches you be jerking to Nigga pick a book up, learn the fundamentals (mentals) Tell a stupid nigga, mf I told you stay in school Just cause kawa done it nigga, that don't-that don't make it cool Slang D for three weeks, now she got a K tattoo All my niggas versatile, some they dress like Pirus Pulled up in a new 'atcheww' boy f*ck yo sinus Nigga put the cup down, mix lean with calypso Why thee hoes be fake bad, bitch you'll never be a stripper Play this bitch and still gon say he rap like he a teenager (play) Yeah I love my main b, we f*ck like the jetsons (aii) Do you like my sawn off, handle shaped like chloe New school thottie on to me, yeah she look like kalii Neck so fucking tender (tender), look girl what you done to me Told my broski leave that trap, trap trap leave you in a can He tried to feed her lobster, but she f*ck with trappers (trap) She know that's a red flag, my shit blow up like a fire cracker I'm like mad max with some racks man and a bad b Catch me in the trap, bitch Legacy Records Tristan Thompson, what they call me Cause I act superficial, when I slang bricks Not just gonna pull this stick out, CCTV (pull the stick out) Bro tryna stick his head out, I'll assist him, Scottie Pippen Look, it's I.Z (ha-ha) Pull the stick out, pull the stick out (pull the stick out) Look, make her pull the stick I get fucking lit Shawtie under me she suckin dick, getting fucking lit (lit) And I'm sliding on the beat like it's FIFA Baddie lil bitch, on her knees like a healer I'mma spin up on the trackers, they know what it's me (me) Me and all my niggas ball, we don't shoot for free (for free) And we make sure we gon' grind hard in the ski Nigga moving Ali, Nike sauce then alley Shawtie, she love the vibe now, shawtie love the vibe now Can I go and hide now, yeah my niggas overseas we wid it cuz we high now Yeah you know we taking all the drinks, we getting lit now Came up from the jane no finch (Uhh), no stick Shawtie getting lit, man she love to get it in And she know that I.Z he balling hard like veteran (a veteran) In the field like bellerin, I get the packs I'm selling it Shawtie with me, and she wanna sip on the pink, ain't no whitney And she lookin' baddie man it's keisha, man it's brittney (that's brittney) And she lovin', she movin' houston like she whitney I.Z, diamonds looking pricey Bad bitch, ice on wrists I'm looking nicely Cheques out, on the board, nigga do like nike Overseas like Casey, Ibiza wanna find me She feisty, touchin' on the dick Get the money, getting rich Yet niggas talkin' what they saying Yeah you know my niggas in the kitchen cookin' get it in
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Written by: Isaiah Owusu, Juwalo Dabiri
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