maxso flow (prod zhap)

@f6vzz @erryfriday

[Intro]
(Wow)
What’s up ho? What you on?

[Verse 1]
Popped 2 pills in the rave just to make sure that shit was really real
Riding through ClayCo with them K’s
I’m tryna smoke a blunt and catch a kill
In the hills with your bae, lil shawty tryna catch a feel
Yeah, and I’m finna drop my tape, all of these hoes gon’ be head over heels
Popped 1 tab in the rain, I’m tryna see if I can still feel
Lil bitch, I’m rocking Balmain, I do what I want, give a fuck how you feel
Yeah, and my uncle be doing cocaine, I feel just like Kurt Cobain
Sometimes wanna blow my brain, so I hop on FL to heal the pain

[Verse 2]
I ain’t got no hoes, I don’t even got no motherfucking main
I don’t want no love, I don’t want your love, yeah, I just want some bands
Gotta put in that work and have a motherfucking plan (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah, I’m going berserk, I’m high as fuck, don’t think I’ll land (uh, uh, uh, uh)
These not Dolce & Gabbana, these Ray-Bans (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah, I said fuck that ho, she just a fan of me
This ho, she wanna fuck my team
I’m countin’ up guap, I’m countin’ up green
Put him on a shirt, make him a meme
Oh, that’s your ho? Put her in Celine
I told that ho, “Pour me some lean”
Huh, yeah, and I got Glock up in my pocket, it got beam

[Chorus]
Popped 2 pills in the rave just to make sure that shit was really real
Riding through ClayCo with them K’s
I’m tryna smoke a blunt and catch a kill
In the hills with your bae, lil shawty tryna catch a feel
Yeah, and I’m finna drop my tape, all of these hoes gon’ be head over heels
Popped 1 tab in the rain, I’m tryna see if I can still feel
Lil bitch, I’m rocking Balmain, I do what I want, give a fuck how you feel
Yeah, and my uncle be doing cocaine, I feel just like Kurt Cobain
Sometimes wanna blow my brain, so I hop on FL to heal the pain

[Verse 3]
I ain’t got no hoes, I don’t even got no motherfucking main
I don’t want no love, I don’t want your love, yeah, I just want some bands
Gotta put in that work and have a motherfucking plan (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah, I’m going berserk, I’m high as fuck, don’t think I’ll land (uh, uh, uh, uh)

[Outro: Jessie Slaughter]
“This is to all you fucking haters, ok?
Guess what, I’ll pop a glock in your mouth and make a brain slushy”

#CatchAKill @erryfriday

stunt

BlakTruk (dexxtern + almy)

Mayday

Benjixo - punch prod jack frost

Money spread, money spread, money spread
I go dumb I’m prolly sped
Pussy dont play wit dat fye
Chances are he prolly dead
I put so many rackies on yo head
Baby Leopard you the best, yeah
Baby Leopard you the best, yeah

She wan lick it, lick it
He fell off, Lil Dicky, Dicky
Big ahh blicky, big ahh bankroll
Im finna spend it, on some damn clothes
Or some Wendy’s, I can’t decide
Thought you was gang, you switchin da side
Tired of the Lamb took the Cat for a ride
If I up the blick the pussy gon hide
He got a halo we sendin him high
Bitches be dubs all they do is jus lie
I pray to God, ion pray to Allah
Fry him and serve him up like some jollof
Yo tape for the birds they go like “caw caw”
Damn my tummy it hurt I need a doctor
I was so fuckin broke til I bossed up
Thought you was gang but you told for some pasta
I see a whole bunch of hoes Among Us, who the impostor
I see these niggas bite swag, bite swag they all some lobsters

Money spread, money spread, money spread
I go dumb I’m prolly sped
Pussy dont play wit dat fye
Chances are he prolly dead
I put so many rackies on yo head
Baby Leopard you the best, yeah
Baby Leopard you the best
Money spread, money spread, money spread
I go dumb I’m prolly sped
Pussy dont play wit dat fye
Chances are he prolly dead
I put so many rackies on yo head
Baby Leopard you the best, yeah
Baby Leopard you the best, yeah

promises

lucizzy