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white boyz - max p lyrics

[intro: max p]
my b-tches with the extras they got rounds in their purses
they shoot you with a tech n’ now you dying in the dirty
my n-ggas with the extras they get down for me son
my b-tches with the extras they got rounds in their purses
adamonthetrack (d-mn, eh, why)
hoodrich, b-tch, hood rich
why? eh

[verse 1: max p]
pockets full of white boys
cooling with my white boys
kickers look like white boys
t-shirt look like white boys
diamonds on my neck look like a snowflake
packs in the trunk look like subpoena pages
i been sending anna moving packs, b-tch thats weight lifting
hood rich max, check my page, f-ck your base n-gga
im a famous -ss rapper who got bank coming
hood rich gang keep that bank coming
no new n-ggas can face round me
i can’t even f-ck around with n-ggas vouching for ya
i don’t got no time to waste, go get rounds for me, son
my n-ggas with the extras they get down for me son
my b-tches with the extras they got rounds in their purses
they shoot you with a tech n’ now you dying in the dirty
my n-ggas with the extras they get down for me son
my b-tches with the extras they got rounds in their purses

[verse 2: larry league]
walking out the house, and we ready for that glare
i swear i can’t take my young boys anywhere
he dropped it off i flipped that sh-t too fast cause ya’ll some snails
peep the silver piece, it matches my belt
don’t touch that dough if it don’t taste the way it smell
80 deep in the street who the f-ck is you gone tell?
tell the basics expose you make it i don’t run like that
these been dripping dinner plate my wrist and for my friends
hunnid round drum make you jump like shonen
catch me slaying opponents just like a ronin
keep my blood with me i can’t f-ck with these leeches
pocket watching thotty keep my piece cause they reaching
dope up in my gucci bag, b-tch i shop a lot
burn that fire like a dragon watch me sip that wok
i know that b-tch a bop i know that she gone bop it
catch me in my city steady popping like some poppers
pockets full of white men
and your b-tch fold like lightning
i got gas up in my chest like i f-cked up a siphon and
i don’t want the cypher
they like i’m lit as a lighter
i’m like randy volcano and y’all some sh-tty diapers
got that jumpman on my feet
and your b-tch gone catch the b-lls
and that b-tch gone be hitting like b-tch you is too tall
that b-tch dumbo got a trunk
? on the ?
leave these rappers hung drawn
thumb through the check now watch me ?

- max p lyrics

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