Maxo Kream - YMG lyrics

[Intro] Yeah n***a young max god in this b**h Straight outta h town The trill capital n***a Tired of these ho a** n***as Falsifying Trying to use our sh** n***a We been coming down, we been doing this sh** n***a Young max god n***a the best in this sh** The best out the h If you don't like it s** a motherf**ing dick n***a BOW BOW Kream clique gang bang bang b**h [Hook] Young Max God 30 b**hes in the rover 4 Beyonce's, fiances no hova Young max god came through with the chopper Shoot him in the face if a n***a got a problem Oh my god max god consider him your idol f** a S-K n***a scope em with the rifle Young max god got shooters on payroll Young max god slugs b**hes by the case though [Verse 1] Young max god keep the thing up on his hip Let him trip let him slip bang bang on Crip Pistol grip on my lap in the trap Find a Kat Stacks Chop her head off Send it to yo mamas door Petty street n***as yeah my clique we beyond that Hell in a cell Sell ya-yo servered with [?] We be on that Pop ya like a pill Shoot a n***a like f** that Max god almighty with the sh**s no potty Hella cet's Got me bent like yoga pilates Jim Carrey got a mask no Bruce almighty Oh my god max god don't shoot nobody Mossberg pump that's a 12 gauge shotty Shoot bevo lotti in his head and his body Chop his a** up Remove his head from his body Pack 2's too cool call him scotty too hotty [Hook] Young Max God 30 b**hes in the rover 4 Beyonce's, fiances no hova Young max god came through with the chopper Shoot him in the face if a n***a got a problem Oh my god max god consider him your idol f** a S-K n***a scope em with the rifle Young max god got shooters on payroll Young max god slugs b**hes by the case though [Verse 2] Young max bit crack a jack Jacks matter fact strap [?] Spray you like axe Chop trees chop corners Codeine marijuana Call me young max god selling b**hes on the corner Gottem' for the ninety-nine like a peach Arizona Know a b**h named peach p**y taste like Arizona Head game in the corner I go hard no bo*er Loud Dope like Homer simp' Never been a simp' OJ simp' k** a b**h quick Creepin' a** pimp Get a glimpse New world order that's what this is Got a kid shooting at the pigs Splitting n***as wigs Hitting licks Flame right to the brain like a f**ing bic Young max god in the S.W.A.T. with the sh**s Young max god on the block toting clips Young max god no [?] no sh** Jehovah young max god the one and only b**h [Hook] Young Max God 30 b**hes in the rover 4 Beyonce's, fiances no hova Young max god came through with the chopper Shoot him in the face if a n***a got a problem Oh my god max god consider him your idol f** a S-K n***a scope em with the rifle Young max god got shooters on payroll Young max god slugs b**hes by the case though