Maxim Lyrics

Ha, Said he a hardbody he a caption (What)

Slide on your classmate now he absent (Woah)

You niggas try hard for reactions

Now you gone die hard like Maxim

Under the bleacher, trappin'

Just like a teacher, subtract em'

I got mob ties I'mma wax em'

He said he top five why he cappin'

These niggas be hoes and I know they cappin' it

These niggas hard for the internet (Woah woah)

Net talking we is not into that (Woah woah)

Slide on you boy that's the end of that

Okay lil bitch that's a Fendi fact

If I up the glick then is you gon' run?

Like how that's your bitch but she think I'm the one

Like how do you trap you don't got a gun (Yeah whoa)

Boy put down the mic it ain't for everyone (Woah woah)

Now I'm in that- (Woah woah)

I'm in that Van like Kendrick Lamar

And she wanna fuck she see I'm a star (Bitch ass nigga)

He wanted the smoke now he a cigar

I took me a yellow so I feel like Mar (Uh huh)

I'm finna pull up in the wraith like a regular car(What what? What what)

Then pop me another lil' bar (What)

He want the smoke he gon' get some

Don't make me blick some

Pull up on you and we blitzin' (Ok ok ok)

They sleep on me like a futon

I need my croutons

Now that lil' bitch gon' get screwed on (Ok ok)

Like fuck is you doing (Fuck is you?)

Bitch I'm the new one

I ain't had no fans so I grew em'

True story (Nah, fax, what)

She tryna treat a lil nigga like Jesus (Fuck nigga)

You niggas ain't me these niggas be cheesy

Don't want to call em' my son that nigga a fetus

I stay on the block like my missions completed

Speak on my brother we leave em' in pieces

Got a cool white plug I think his name Cleetus

Red light shit, like Eddie Gianni

She got a fat ass so I'm sitting behind

These niggas hoes if I keep it a hunnid

They be like "Wintr yeah you run it" (Uh huh Uh huh)

They be like "Wintr yeah you the one on top nigga"

They be like "Wintr young nigga got a heart nigga"

See me in the stu like oh you making bops nigga

Catch me in the street like oh he got a Glock innem?

Ha, Said he a hardbody he a caption (Ay)

Slide on your classmate now he absent

You niggas try hard for reactions

Now you gone die hard like Maxim

Under the bleacher, trappin'

Just like a teacher, subtract em'

I got mob ties I'mma wax em'

(C'mon yeah)