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grim - wawg max lyrics

[intro]
huncho you so motherf*ckin’ goated (wop, wop, wop, wop)

[verse: wawg max]
beat a n*gga block early morning, all that rap cap
catch his ass coming out that trap, push his cap back
hopping out a black kia, n*gga f*ck a scat pack
i don’t f*ck with rats either, no i don’t condone that
n*gga it’s a new season, but we still catching hats
they gave me a new reason to spin they block and double back
catch a opp and wack his ass, back in that splat we outta there
look at the opps, them b*tches mad, tell a f*ck n*gga we don’t play it fair
f*ck a n*gga i’ll k!ll sh*t, f*ck n*gga i been lit
more times i be dolo, call kshordy hit that k!ll switch
got so many glizzies i don’t which one to drill with
f*ck so many b*tches i don’t know which one to deal with
opp b*tch f*cking with me you know i’ma let my friend hit
bustin’ off them meds, activated, b*tch i’m fully focused
smoking dead n*ggas, ashtray filled with 30 roachеs
roll another wood and pop a perc, now i’m f*cking loaded
catch a n*gga lacking, choppa blast him, i’m a f*cking vulturе
i be all in traffic, pistol packing with my f*cking soldiers
terrorize they side, cause all my n*ggas from that f*cking [?]
i won’t let it slide, why b*tch cuz i don’t f*cking know ya’
creep up from behind, bow b*tch, choppa knock off his shoulder
now you on the ground, ffft, b*tch while that choppa stand over
smoke him out the pound, full of luh leeke and meechy and beva
so many dead opps think i see dede and johnjohn and busta
i’ma let em’ talk, f*ck a 40 that draco gon’ bust him
baby from the west, she f*ck the opps get that lolo’ we rush him
b*tch this off the top i’m finna stop, park that brake then i’m f*cking
why would i give up just to slip up all these bands that i’m touching, gang
[verse: la cracka]
smoking meechy, leeke, don’t mention it cuz somebody gon’ die
when they mention teki, smoke some leeke, do this for 35
n*ggas tweak on social media don’t even bring they ass outside
we ain’t snapback for these hoes, knowing d*mn well y’all be hiding
get the lolo up let’s go get in the front, no i ain’t driving
we do sh*t that they don’t do, no talking b*tch we go and slide
about bibby, 35, spazz, and mookey, masked up n*ggas dying
oh you think because i’m handsome that i’m p*ssy, b*tch come try me

- wawg max lyrics

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