Mad Max
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Rich Squad, finna drop the Young, nigga, I got two sons
Mad Max, pullin' up with sixty, bitch, I got two guns
Broke nigga sayin' that they trap, they ain't never do nothin'
Love bad bitches 'cause all I do is just have fun
Ball hard, she tryna touch me, I use her whole tongue
I get money, you don't, so you need to go fund
All opps dead in the frontal, they in a fat blunt
Fourth down and I'm still passin' 'cause bitch, I don't punt
Slow down, need a deposit, nigga, I don't front
You ain't movin' packs like I do, it's gon' be a slow month
Even in a drought we be sippin', bitch, I just poured up
I just hit a slut with her boyfriend, she got caught up
Only for the family and money what father taught us
Yeah, she is a baddie, her friend is a kinda-sorta
Me and two bitches, a threesomе, I'm Travis Porter
Trap shit right on my stomach, I'm tatted all up
Face tеn woods, nigga, someone get me a water
Ayy, baby, bend your knees, I'm the Ruff Ryder
Neighborhood drug dealer killer, neighborhood spider
I was in her mouth, broke her throat, but she is a fighter
She said I should put it in her— because it's tighter
That's why I love bad bitches
That's why, I love bad bitches
One love ass bitches
Type that wanna leave the club ass bitches
Baby, let me beat it up, I'm vicious
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