[Intro]
(Damn, KC)
[Chorus: MaxThaDemon]
The feds called my phone, they said: "Max, we got you"
I hang up, my stomach don't feel right
The bitch on my left is a super-model
She told me I'm good if I move right
I got me a crib in a new state
Get to trappin', we started wit' 2 plates
Stackin' money, it's makin' my mood change
I'm not Max since I got me a new name
[Verse 1: MaxThaDemon]
I don't touch work, I order it
Workers are serving, they bring me my money in black bags
Get that money then juggle it
Got it from hustling, load and I'm grabbin' my black mask
My bitch get it too, made a mil' in a month, she look bad and she know how to stack tray
She a lady for businеss, but when we go drillin', she changе up her image and act hood
She keep a red .308 revolver, ain't pickin' no shells, 'cause she just got her nails done
I told her she hit him and he come out missin', I promise we'll go get her hair done
That's my wife and she know it, I got her a ring, but she know that she don't gotta wear one
A bond, you can't break it like Bonnie and Clyde and she shoot if you lookin', don't stare dumb
Ridin' slow and she always on look out
On they side, we gon' see what their hood 'bout
If I'm on it, she on it, so look out
I don't lose, so don't play, get 'em cook out
I keep it off safety, 'cause they tryna get to me
Shot after shot like it's Hennessy
Why do we think he can get to me?
All different guns, he not stoppin' my legacy
[Chorus: MaxThaDemon]
The feds called my phone, they said: "Max, we got you"
I hang up, my stomach don't feel right
The bitch on my left is a super-model
She told me I'm good if I move right
I got me a crib in a new state
Get to trappin', we started wit' 2 plates
Stackin' money, it's makin' my mood change
I'm not Max since I got me a new name
[Verse 2: 22Gz]
First day with the gun, caught a stain' with this shit
Yo' brain's on the floor when I hang out the whip
Got so many shots, we ain't aiming
Folks get to waiving, lil' cuz when I'm sprayin' the grip
Ci- Ciggy put your glizzy where yo' brain is
Max gon' get 'em out the way, put that thang to your wig
VVS diamonds on my chain
Fresh up off the bank, spin up out yo' block and I came with yo' bitch
Walk up on a pussy nigga, bang-bang (Bop-bop-bop)
Bro, that's word to mom, word it (Gang, gang, gang)
Catch a opp, a nigga slippin' (Man down, man down)
I would never say a name, nah (Sniper, the blixky)
[Chorus: MaxThaDemon]
The feds called my phone, they said: "Max, we got you"
I hang up, my stomach don't feel right
The bitch on my left is a super-model
She told me I'm good if I move right
I got me a crib in a new state
Get to trappin', we started wit' 2 plates
Stackin' money, it's makin' my mood change
I'm not Max since I got me a new name
[Verse 3: Ciggy Blacc]
I just be fuckin' and tell her
Hell walkin' in, I don't sweat
My diamonds is dancin' like Tecca
Both of my choppa's Berettas
And one in her Fendi and one in my Denim
All of my shooters pay [?]
We wasn't raised to be victim
The order say "Pick 'em" then pick 'em
That was the end of that lesson
Them bullets came far from a blessin'
The money came in the way
We spot a oppa in traffic, then bodies get stretched like elastic
Top gettin' dropped like a basket, and brains on the dash, leave 'em damaged
Scene, lookin' tragic, [?] , believe what just happened
Felonies in my [?] and we roll wit' them tactic's
Bullets gon' bust, watch it rip through his fabric
[Chorus: MaxThaDemon]
The feds called my phone, they said: "Max, we got you"
I hang up, my stomach don't feel right
The bitch on my left is a super-model
She told me I'm good if I move right
I got me a crib in a new state
Get to trappin', we started wit' 2 plates
Stackin' money, it's makin' my mood change
I'm not Max since I got me a new name
