madmax

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, what? [Chorus] That ho for the team, pass that bitch off to my mans (Yeah) I just want the green, bitch, I just wanna get these bands Slimey fella', slimey don, tatted on my hip (Hip) East Atlanta, Saint Laurent, in the trap workin' with my mans In the trap rockin' overseas (Yeah) Got the scale weighin' out these Gs (Yeah) Give her a choice, she gon' come to me (Yeah) I'm the best, I'm gon' make 'em see (Yeah) Mad as fuck, mad city, Mad Max Five hoes, lotta' thots, Mad gnats Slap these fuck niggas out like some gnats YSL cologne, bitch, this is not Axе (Yeah) Run up on 'em, give 'еm everythin' you got (Yeah) Tell that nigga pull the trigger, take that shot (Yeah) I'm the main topic of the fuckin' block Nigga, we was whippin' whippin' out the pot Lemme' know what do you want? (What you want) Lemme' know what do you need? (What the fuck you need?) Bullets so hot make a fuck nigga melt I'ma show you how it feel to bleed [Verse] On the corner drawin' out the mission Drug test, I was dirty pissin' I'ma make 'em hurt, dirty pistol Oh, I hit your ho? I ain't trippin' Push on your block 'cause a damn bullet shower This is my time and this is my hour She eat my kids like candy, no sour I just want the money and power I just want the money and power Having these thots like Austin Powers High as fuck nigga, I'm on top of the tower Six years old watchin' niggas cook powder Big thirty ball how I'm rockin' this chain Was the same nigga even before I seen fame Now all a sudden they wan' act like we gang Now they see me and they all know the name [Chorus] That ho for the team, pass that bitch off to my mans (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I just want the green, bitch, I just wanna get these bands (I just want the green) Slimey fella', slimey don, tatted on my hip (Hip) East Atlanta, Saint Laurent, in the trap workin' with my mans (Yeah) In the trap rockin' overseas (Yeah) Got the scale weighin' out these G's (Yeah) Give her a choice, she gon' come to me (Yeah) I'm the best, I'm gon' make 'em see (Yeah) Mad as fuck, mad city, Mad Max Five hoes, lotta' thots, Mad gnats Slap these fuck niggas out like some gnats YSL cologne, bitch, this is not Axe (Yeah) Run up on 'em, give 'em everythin' you got (Yeah) Tell that nigga pull the trigger, take that shot (Yeah) I'm the main topic of the fuckin' block Nigga, we was whippin', whippin' out the pot Lemme' know what do you want? (What you want) Lemme' know what do you need? (What the fuck you need?) Bullets so hot make a fuck nigga melt I'ma show you how it feel to bleed