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Lyrics 22Gz feat. Shawny Binladen - Max Out

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  • Artist: 22Gz feat. Shawny Binladen
  • Song: Max Out
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  • Date: 23.09.2022 01:39:40
Lyrics 22Gz feat. Shawny Binladen - Max Out

I pour a four of that drip in the Fanta
Brand new blick’ on me, no, it ain’t jammin’
N**ga, we trappin’ and robbin’, and scammin’
High off the gumbo, I don’t see a landin’
I put a opp on a flight, we sent that boy on a long vacation
I get to tweakin’, I ain’t got patience
If he’s screw-faced, then we give him a facelift
Came out the lobby, it wasn’t no basement
But we from the bottom, way under the basement
We see police, hit the gas, let ’em chase us
Killy my banna, no, he ain’t Jamaican

If I’m with your b**ch, bet I f**k up her makeup
If I back up the blick’, I won’t give him a tape up
You see me grindin’ but I ain’t no skater
They stealin’ the sauce, but they ain’t got flavor

Slide in the Trackhawk
Vultures’ll land on your block like a Blackhawk
Said he want smoke He gon’ get what he asked for
Kick in your door with the blick’ like a task force
If this was a race, then I already lapped y’all
S**t gettin’ hot, they tryna back off
He tried to run, hit the switch, take his back off
Took it tough on the net what he got head tapped for
He got lined through a b**ch, made her open the back door

I’m with the gremlins and crash-outs
Twirlers and choos in the background
Act bad, I got the MACs out
Free all the guys, ’bout to max out
I had your b**ch, make her tap out
Then we spin to the bank, make her cash out
Send her in a spot with a piece, tell a treesh
Keep swipin’ until that s**t max out

I’m with the gremlins and crash-outs
Twirlers and choos in the background
Act bad, I got the MACs out
Free all the guys, ’bout to max out
I had your b**ch, make her tap out
Then we spin to the bank, make her cash out
Send her in a spot with a piece, tell a treesh
Keep swipin’ until that s**t max out

N**gas want beef on the internet
I ain’t into that ’cause I been a threat
Told myself, I won’t sleep, I ain’t kill him yet
We been lurkin’ for weeks, still ain’t see him yet
They been copyin’ drip, I invented that
If we spinnin’, the windows is tinted black
We like Men In Black
N**gas diss me, get mad when I’m dissin’ back
When I leave out the crib, can’t forget the strap

Yeah, if he not dead, then we bendin’ back
That boy not an ‘ooter, that boy, he be sittin’ back
Opp in a blunt, hell no, you can’t get him back
Bop, bop, bop, yeah, the clip, I extended that
Back up the blick’, bro got a .40 and he lettin’ off six
Brand new G and this s**t got a kick
Just got a MAC and it came with a kit
Nothin’ but yellows and mags in this b**ch

I’m with the gremlins and crash-outs
Twirlers and choos in the background
Act bad, I got the MACs out
Free all the guys, ’bout to max out
I had your b**ch, make her tap out
Then we spin to the bank, make her cash out
Send her in a spot with a piece, tell a treesh
Keep swipin’ until that s**t max out

I’m with the gremlins and crash-outs
Twirlers and choos in the background
Act bad, I got the MACs out
Free all the guys, ’bout to max out
I had your b**ch, make her tap out
Then we spin to the bank, make her cash out
Send her in a spot with a piece, tell a treesh
Keep swipin’ until that s**t max out