​jaxmaxxing lyrics

[Intro]
Делит на бите, сука
​Ahh (A-a-a-a-ah)
(Ahem)

[Verse 1]
Sticks like a f*ckin' tree
Raps, I'ma play that heat
I don't give a f*ck, you see?
I am insane clinically
I be on my sh*t, I ain't ever cared 'bout yo' ass, b*tch
Rappers on my di*k, they must think I'm gay, like get the f*ck off it
All of y'all thinkin' that sh*t was too much because I might just put your career in a coffin
They say what they want, and I stomp on they coffins
Don't give a f*ck about nothing, all I need is coffee
Hittin' this beat so hard, I feel like [?]
Nobody can f*ck me
Go suck on my di*k, high as a plane, b*tch, I'm faded as sh*t
"Listen to this guy," I be like, "Who?"
Turn this sh*t off, I'm not listenin'
My B.B. belt is-a-glistening
Why is your b*tch sucking my ding-a-ling (Hm?)
Um, I like guns so much, I might have autism
Can't talk to people, I might have autism
Ah, I think I have autism
These f*ckers [?] jizzle
I need a [?] wherе do I get some?
I might need some friеnds, I do not have none
Look in my hand, why in the f*ck is a gun in my hand?
Why in the f*ck is a voice in my head?
How did he come up with such a good plan?
Uh, hop out of the whip-hop out of the whip, uh
Walk in the five-sided buildin' and start shootin' it, uh
[Verse 2]
Put your hands in the air
I'm Chris Brown, and I'm up now
(I'm in San, posted on a buildin', get down)
Hahahaha, I'ma pop, and I'm goin' up [?]
[?] and I wanna rip my face off
[?] get me p*ssed off
[?]
Do not let them know— (What?)
f*ck with me