Matte Maxima Songtext
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Matte Maxima Songtext
(ok manish!)
(aye skidee you got it)
Way too fast
Makin′ that money advanced
I'll spit out whatever I can
Maxima van′s
Patek phillipe
Parle G with milk
I just spilled this shit all on my pants
Burglary plans
Blick in the louis bag
Say some shit bout my man?
Extended glock shoot you at your head
Makin' all your vison go blank
Canary Chains
My ksubis saggin'
The way keep pullin′ my pants
Balenci′ waist
It keeps slidin' down
My pockets they swollen with bands
Cookin′ with skidee bro poured in a litre
Stackin' my money up a kilometer
My diamonds too cold go turn up the heater
I′m going too fast this ain't even legal
Oh shit
Im boutta crash
Everyday Wake up early in the morning
Bitch its time to go grab all these racks (yuh)
Ion really sip no wockhardt
Put in all of my trust in these racks
I′mma keep doing the workhard
Til this shit start up paying me back
And thats a fact
Bitches they ask What colour is your maxima?
Matte black
(woah) I was like, bitch hol up
All of my diamonds, them diamonds, they choker
Fuck yo girl, yo bitch is a hooker
She want money, that girl is a digger
Hopped in maxima, matte black color
Pulled out a blicky, yo boy start to stutter
If she gon' hurt me, I'm gon′ cut her
I cant stop, imma demon, a hunter (hah)
2nd sept that shit went crazy
I sip no wock but I got lazy
She was in love, she called me baby
Showed her beats type - grim brxzy (mhm)
Yeezy runners, maxima they black
I′m makin beats, that ain't no trash
We getting shit for free, no cash
We kickin, shit we livin′ fast (woah)
Way too fast
Makin' that money advanced
I′ll spit out whatever I can
Maxima van's
Patek phillipe
Parle G with the milk
I just spilled this shit all on my pants
Burglary plans
Blick in the louis bag
Say some shit bout my man?
Extended glock shoot you at your head
Makin′ all your vision go blank
Canary Chains
My ksubis saggin'
The way keep pullin' my pants
Balenci′ waist
It keeps slidin′ down
My pockets they swollen with bands
Cookin' with skidee bro poured in a litre
Stackin′ my money up a kilometer
My diamonds too cold go turn up the heater
I'm going too fast this ain′t even legal
Oh shit
Im boutta crash
Everyday Wake up early in the morning
Bitch its time to go grab all these racks (yuh)
Ion really sip no wockhardt
Put in all of my trust in these racks
I'mma keep doing the workhard
Til this shit start up paying me back
And thats a fact
Bitches they ask What colour is your maxima?
Matte Black
(aye skidee you got it)
Way too fast
Makin′ that money advanced
I'll spit out whatever I can
Maxima van′s
Patek phillipe
Parle G with milk
I just spilled this shit all on my pants
Burglary plans
Blick in the louis bag
Say some shit bout my man?
Extended glock shoot you at your head
Makin' all your vison go blank
Canary Chains
My ksubis saggin'
The way keep pullin′ my pants
Balenci′ waist
It keeps slidin' down
My pockets they swollen with bands
Cookin′ with skidee bro poured in a litre
Stackin' my money up a kilometer
My diamonds too cold go turn up the heater
I′m going too fast this ain't even legal
Oh shit
Im boutta crash
Everyday Wake up early in the morning
Bitch its time to go grab all these racks (yuh)
Ion really sip no wockhardt
Put in all of my trust in these racks
I′mma keep doing the workhard
Til this shit start up paying me back
And thats a fact
Bitches they ask What colour is your maxima?
Matte black
(woah) I was like, bitch hol up
All of my diamonds, them diamonds, they choker
Fuck yo girl, yo bitch is a hooker
She want money, that girl is a digger
Hopped in maxima, matte black color
Pulled out a blicky, yo boy start to stutter
If she gon' hurt me, I'm gon′ cut her
I cant stop, imma demon, a hunter (hah)
2nd sept that shit went crazy
I sip no wock but I got lazy
She was in love, she called me baby
Showed her beats type - grim brxzy (mhm)
Yeezy runners, maxima they black
I′m makin beats, that ain't no trash
We getting shit for free, no cash
We kickin, shit we livin′ fast (woah)
Way too fast
Makin' that money advanced
I′ll spit out whatever I can
Maxima van's
Patek phillipe
Parle G with the milk
I just spilled this shit all on my pants
Burglary plans
Blick in the louis bag
Say some shit bout my man?
Extended glock shoot you at your head
Makin′ all your vision go blank
Canary Chains
My ksubis saggin'
The way keep pullin' my pants
Balenci′ waist
It keeps slidin′ down
My pockets they swollen with bands
Cookin' with skidee bro poured in a litre
Stackin′ my money up a kilometer
My diamonds too cold go turn up the heater
I'm going too fast this ain′t even legal
Oh shit
Im boutta crash
Everyday Wake up early in the morning
Bitch its time to go grab all these racks (yuh)
Ion really sip no wockhardt
Put in all of my trust in these racks
I'mma keep doing the workhard
Til this shit start up paying me back
And thats a fact
Bitches they ask What colour is your maxima?
Matte Black
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