[Intro]
Max P: "You already know what the f*ck it is man
n*gga DURT ya feel me."
KFDOESIT: "Yae!"
Max P: "Max P boy."
KFDOESIT: "KF pus*y!"
Max P: "You ain't really with it"
[Hook]
Max P:
What's up cuz? where ya from?
You ain't really in it!
You ain't really in it!
You ain't really in it!
[Verse 1]
Max P:
f*ck n*ggas 1 ply
That's 4 square
I'm with my n*gga Pillz
Bet he won't dare
You n*ggas pie
pus*y boy I'm right here
I got block boys
So the f*ck I gotta be scared
We left him studder steppin' in that wheelchair
Pillz in the cut
Boofing off that big bear
And my weed rare
And my syrup real
And I love designer
Cause that's all I wear
Poppin tags, poppin tags a that NRS
Poppin tags, poppin tags a that NRS
She freakin, geekin
Cause my t-shirt got her hella wet
Suckin NRS to my feet
I'm skeet sweat
[Hook]
Max P:
What's up cuz? where ya from?
You ain't really in it!
You ain't really in it!
You ain't really in it!
[Verse 2]
KFDOESIT:
Said what's up bruh?
Where ya from huh?
Throw it up ya!
This for my thugs duh!
Don't let me find out you ain't really with it
Runnin off with n*ggas work
Tell that pus*y come and get it ay!
You was at church
I was in juvenile detention
I was on that curb
With the big kids trying to fit in
Ya them whoopings hurt
But I still ain't never listen
Lotta n*ggas in the dirt
Smokin purp got me trippin
I made a wrong turn
Still asking God for forgiveness
Make a wrong turn on my turf
Shots ringing
And ain't no missing
Bih got extentions
I know I'm sinning
Opps started
We gon finish
Haha!
[Hook]
Max P:
What's up cuz? where ya from?
You ain't really in it!
You ain't really in it!
You ain't really in it!