Mad Max

I got Hitman on the beat

Spin on the low, go drop a bag and get a nigga buried

Lil' bro send shots out through your car, he think he Stephen Curry

I done dropped an eight inside my soda, that mean my drink is dirty

I'm gettin' more money in the streets than Ross, I got these chicken service

And I brought the strippers to the studio, just give me service

I'ma put my trust inside this toolie, hoe got set to thirty

Sit with my demons every day, these niggas good at murkin'

Drop in a ticket the other day, they tryna play with Shmurk

And be cool niggas, I can't vouch for niggas, how they move

You like Ruth Chris, have my shooter turn you to some food

I'm in the 'Cat, I'm in the trenches, I'm with the demons, I'm in the zoo

I'm bringin' out the rest, I'm the one buyin' the chain, cost a coupe

I bought five hotel rooms to put my clothes up from the mall

Niggas turn to R.I.C.O., and we crush 'em like a car

My young niggas better take a charge, **** another broad

It ain't no R.I.C.O. case gon' stop another body from droppin'

How many body niggas died? How many got?

Mad Max (Max, Max), Mad Max (Run up on nigga like)

Mad Max (And get down like), Mad Max (On his ass)

Mad Max (We kick up), Mad Max

I got my stick out, leavin' the bitches out, tell bro ETA to my slot

I could've been part of that R.I.C.O, called Thugger, told 'em every nigga I shot

Whenever there's war, you never see man, you gotta get everybody he got

Take off a ski mask, prayin' on the phone with the E Man to get close to Allah

Failed my driver test, popped out in the middle of the street, ain't park the car

Had to rob a nigga, I know he changed the bag and said it's ours

Every nigga 'round me had died, I paid the bills off for their momma

[?] to Cannon, [?] to Uzi, spin that shit like DJ Drama

I don't commit no crimes, say my name on bars, that meant they dyin'

I'm too trench, you can't claim that body, I'm never meant to slime

I never blackball none of you bitch ass niggas, know rappers ain't doin' no crime

I'm The Voice, I got choice to let you live or get you slimed

I spent a hundred at [?] (Let's go)

On Pi' I'ma get in my weapon (Let's go)

He can have that nigga, expensive (Let's go)

Big threat, I'm dyin' to get you (Let's go)

That swish shit bound to get you (Grrah)

Free Mac, we flyin' to get you (Grrah)

One nigga ain't die, he crippin' (Let's get it)

You ain't know he's gon' get you, get you (Let's get it)

He ain't keep his pistol, pistol

Harlem Shake when they hit you, hit you

Mad Max (Max, Max), Mad Max (Let's get it)

Mad Max (Run up on 'em like), Mad Max (Kill his ass like)

Mad Max (Hold 'em down like), Mad Max (Keep a gun like)