Upset #FREEMAX

Dirty, we be 'bout to be wrist bangin' (bangin')

It's Max, ****, what? What? What? What?

This shit ain't over, screamin', "Fuck the opps," tryna catch 'em out

We been at corner, A-Max, but I got my ARP, we left its bolt all open

COVID hit so many times, but he ain't die, I'm still gon' smoke him

BK2, I hate they ass, them **** are fuckin' dead walkin'

Once I put out a van, I'm gettin' my mans and leavin' his head open

ARP sound like a band, I'm hittin' that bitch 'til it click and I stand over

Game over, once I put that flame on him, bro don't got his side of glocks

We jumpin' out the Range Rover, tryna make his body lock up

Blow that chopper, stayin' on me

Dreadhead like I'm a Rasta, killin' for my dead homies

Fuck, ****, make my chopper bust quicker

Get that drop, I'm pullin' up, don't give no fucks, we rush ****

Free my air out of that slammer be my toolie, we torch ****

In BK, forever opp, it's time I tour with the city

Keep offendin' in the off, shit, tryna do a bitch like Ricky

You get chased, don't try to run, I'll haul shit down like I was Richard

Richard Sherman, in that rack, no questions asked, I keep my burner

You gettin' turned into some Zoe, smoke that man like every mornin'

Fuck the off, that shit on fire, I'll catch yo' ass and fuck you over

Still in motion, just ain't caught him yet, I promise, we gon' smoke him

He keep runnin' from that belt, I'm tryna beat his ****, Korma

Got some shit I'm dealin' with myself, don't tell me 'bout yo' problems

Gettin' commas, tryna keep my money long like anacondas

Fuck this bitch, big dick all in her, spun, ain't wanna use no condoms

Got some offs that's learnin' how to walk, still dealin' with that trauma

Felt that Drac', the only thing he seein' was fire from that chopper

Real retarded, we post on that block, you come through, flip yo' trousers

Step on shit, like stunin' yo' bitch ass, my mama, I been up on him

**** ain't never watch shit die, his head had dropped

Layed on that steerin' wheel

These **** be out here flaggin', never slid

Ain't never caught a kill

Mix all up that bottle shit to sleep, just like some Benadryl (boy)

We's hop out the V, we out on feet, lil' bitch, we lit a drill

Told him, "Take these shots," the afterlife is where we sit his ass

I told him, "Get in this duff," this stupid bitch end up in a body bag

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