Maxxxine lyrics

[Intro]
(Y'all be f*ckin' with that blue, man, get on them reds, n*gga, for real, man, y'all know what it is, though, man)
(Skelli, is that you?)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, I still might get geeked, chill with a fiend
Designer jacket, blow this money, I spent ten on some jeans
I spent ten on Celine, this fly boy sh*t a routine
Got rich, wasn't enough to stay broke, gotta get it, it's no in between
Need 'em both, it ain't no in between, broke a sickness, need a vaccine
My b*tch bad, mean, your ho fat, green (f*ck boy)
Triple X like Maxxxine, max out on max speed
Too many rich n*ggas 'round, she don't know who to pick, get tag-teamed

[Interlude]
Haha, yeah
Ayy, slime, tell a n*gga like this here
Hmm, what I tell 'em?
(Die, n*gga, f*ck you talkin' 'bout?)
f*ck n*gga, die, f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
Hahaha
(Y'all be f*ckin' with that blue, man, get on them reds, n*gga, for real, man, y'all know what it is, though, man)

[Verse]
Yeah, straight tell the b*tch she can die, I don't care (Skelli, is that you?)
Holdin' my wrist, put stick in the air
Fly n*gga pop sh*t, they don't wanna hear
Take somethin' off me, wish a n*gga'd dare
Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, leave a n*gga there
Yeah, free lil' Ken, know that's my twin, still think 'bout floors we shared
n*ggas be police, so I ain't tryna kick it, I think my legs impaired
My ex keep coming back, she say she see me everywhere
I come through, pop with Rock, oh, yeah, these hoes can't help but stare
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, I still might get geeked, chill with a fiend
Designer jacket, blow this money, I spent ten on some jeans (f*ck boy)
I spent ten on Celine, this fly boy sh*t a routine
Got rich, wasn't enough to stay broke, gotta get it, it's no in between
Need 'em both, it ain't no in between, broke a sickness, need a vaccine
My b*tch bad, mean, your ho fat, green
Triple X like Maxxxine, max out on max speed (Die, n*gga, f*ck you talkin' 'bout?)
Too many rich n*ggas 'round, she don't know who to pick, get tag-teamed

[Outro]
(Y'all be f*ckin' with that blue, man, get on them reds, n*gga, for real, man, y'all know what it is, though, man)
(Skelli, is that you?)