"Max B Shit" lyrics
I'm on that lean
Fuck with ya boy
MBD 2.5
Max B shit, Max B shit, Max B shit
My right hand got pinched, and he made a confession
For years had me locked in a state of depression
Made the best music in the state of corrections
Locked up, hatin', and stressin', waitin', and restin'
Twenty arrests, eight is domestic (Yeah)
Go against grain, get raped and molested (Yeah)
Go against grain, get taped and infested (Yeah)
Go against blade, get ya face intercepted (Uh)
Not filthy rich, but my cake is respected (Uh)
Stop, filthy bitch, this will take me a second
Scraps off the top, buck make me a weapon
Scalp your face to the Burgundy exit
Eighteen, had the Scrappy-Doo's on the little Burgundy Lexus (Yeah)
Never perjury, just verbally reckless
Fuck the talkin', tailor your suit, cut ya coffin (Cut ya coffin)
My flow's the street and better than flossin' (Flossin')
The money is good, but better in Boston (Boston)
The cars we cop, whatever the cost is
Labels will say, "Give this nigga whatever, he scorching"
Marry your mother, kill the bitch, and inherit the fortune
This that wave
Fuck with ya boy
MBD 2.5
Max B shit, Max B shit, Max B shit
My right hand got pinched, and he made a confession
For years had me locked in a state of depression
Made the best music in the state of corrections
Locked up, hatin', and stressin', waitin', and restin'
Twenty arrests, eight is domestic (Yeah)
Go against grain, get raped and molested (Yeah)
Go against grain, get taped and infested (Yeah)
Go against blade, get ya face intercepted (Uh)
Not filthy rich, but my cake is respected (Uh)
Stop, filthy bitch, this will take me a second
Scraps off the top, buck make me a weapon
Scalp your face to the Burgundy exit
Eighteen, had the Scrappy-Doo's on the little Burgundy Lexus (Yeah)
Never perjury, just verbally reckless
Fuck the talkin', tailor your suit, cut ya coffin (Cut ya coffin)
My flow's the street and better than flossin' (Flossin')
The money is good, but better in Boston (Boston)
The cars we cop, whatever the cost is
Labels will say, "Give this nigga whatever, he scorching"
Marry your mother, kill the bitch, and inherit the fortune
This that wave
