Maxo Kream - End Zone lyrics

[Hook: Maxo Kream] Marijuana swisher sweet, codeine, promethazine Kickstand gotta lean, dabbing waxes, THC Throw like Peyton Manning, Randy Mossing in the endzone Tipping like a waiter, Brett Favre, I'm a throw a four Green Bay packing while I'm sacking, bagging stinky 'dro Hun dun stacking, I be trapping, I could get it gone You are just a rapper, get to clapping, bullet hit your dome Call me for them pounds, I ain't trying to sell no f**ing zone [Verse 1: Maxo Kream] Macaulay Culkin, clap your face, leave a n***a home alone Crawling down Yellowstone, picking up a yellow bone Three or four numbers, but a n***a got one phone Matte black everything, Maxo Kream don't ride no chrome Five thousand dollars if you n***as want a f**ing song If you ain't got no money or no d**, leave me the f** alone When you talking to a gangster, little n***a, watch your tone Keep them swishers and them pistols, get your f**ing face blown 84s on the west get your life took 84s poke a n***a like Facebook Karo in the drank, that's a no-no Get a pint, I'm a Karo for sure, though Got it sold from the west to the 44 Drop a xan in the mud, call it dodo Moonwalking down the block, call it slow-mo Pimping b**hes, pulling tricks out of slow hoes [Hook] [Verse 2: LES] Look a f** n***a in the eye b**h you know my set never die I pull up on your ho, make her choose us Get up to the spot, now she screwed up Chopping up the game like a AK Keep it cool, still kicking, young Pele It's like the second coming of this trill sh** You ran up out the hood, n***a, Will Smith While my side b**h looking like Jada You a hater while I'm high eating alligator Tip my waiter at the Pappadeaux, rock a show A bunch of n***as rapping, they ain't popping, though Bunch of n***as shopping, they ain't copping, though Couldn't play the game but you watching, though Jet Life, know we get blown Ran through the whole O, that's the endzone [Hook]