Maxo Kream - 11:59 lyrics

[Intro] Your love is what I'm living for (Your love, your love, your love, your love) Your love is what I'm living for (Your love, your love, your love, your love) [Chorus] I could rap about trappin', servin' nickels, slangin' dimes (Dimes) See, ni**as turn 12 like 11:59 (59) I could rap about licks, bricks, weed slangin', I ain't (I ain't) Country ass ni**a, country likely ain't rhymes We could talk about some hoes but don't ask me 'bout my b*tch I'll buy my girl an ass if I really want her thick We can't talk about no Crippin 'less you talkin' politics When it come to gangbangin', I'm a fu*kin' congressman (fu*kin' congressman) [Verse 1] See, I can talk about a stick and I can talk about a Glock (Glock, Glock, Glock) I can talk 'bout this and that, spice lane, it's a knot (Knot, knot, knot) When it's [?] I mention it, ain't no need to talk a out (Out, out, out) ni**a, I'm a big stepper, walk you down and walk you out Box it out or pop the Glock, I was always head first Never ran from a ni**a, don't ask if my legs work Put in so much leg work, that my fu*kin' legs hurt Bеfore I fu*k, need head first, let mе see you neck work She ask me what's my networth VV, diamond shinin', b*tch, you see my neck [?] Bust down Cuban links, she wanna link and network Before we sex, need head first Show me how that neck work [Chorus] I could rap about trappin', servin' nickels, slangin' dimes (Dimes) See, ni**as turn 12 like 11:59 (11:59, 9, 9, 9) I could rap about licks, bricks, weed slangin', I ain't (I ain't) Country ass ni**a, country likely ain't rhymes [Verse 2] What you know 'bout Molly? I can show you 'bout Keisha Do a army pay for bodies, but I never paid for features Not a pastor or a reverend, I could preach about steppin' In the streets I got credits, swipe your body with a Visa Shootin' pistols like a pencil, had to put in leg work Off the porch, head first, I had to book my head first I never ran from a ni**a, don't ask if my legs work (Work, work, work) Put in so much leg work, that my fu*kin' legs hurt [Chorus] I could rap about trappin', servin' nickels, slangin' dimes (Dimes) See, ni**as turn 12 like 11:59 (11:59, 9, 9, 9) I could rap about licks, bricks, weed slangin', I ain't (I ain't) Country ass ni**a, country likely ain't rhymes We could talk about some hoes but don't ask me 'bout my b*tch I'll buy my girl an ass if I really want her thick (Thick) We can't talk about no Crippin 'less you talkin' politics When it come to gangbangin', I'm a fu*kin' congressman (fu*kin' congressman) [Outro] Yeah, no, I ain't trippin' off no booty or no coochie, that sh*t don't move me, you know what I'm sayin'? I need a motherfu*kin' bag, you know what I'm sayin'? Purse first, ass last, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, put in so much leg work, that my fu*kin' legs hurt Maxo, Maxo, Maxo, Maxo