She just fell in love
With a real nigger
Too much codeine I might pour Another seal nigger
We gon Run it up
They ain't feeling us
But I don't give a f*ck
If they don't feel for us
I've got plenty racks now
Tell that nigger back back
Watch your tone
I be shooting like I'm mad max
Just got off the phone with the Plug
Told him bag that
Shorty fell in love with me
So she throw that ass back
They Hating on a nigger that Ain't have nothing
Had to run it up so I'm walking With that pack on me
Shorty wanna f*ck cause she Know I got that bag on me
Married to the hustle know that Money ain't gonna come to me
Boss boss boss
Nigga Poppin tags
Money coming Fast
Two shots at a opp nigger police On my ass
I swear I don't really trust Niggers
They all come and go
Straight up out the trap Nigger All my pockets Swole
She just fell in love with a real Nigger
Too much codeine I might pour Another seal nigger
We gon Run it up
They ain't feeling us
But I don't give a f*ck If they Don't feel for us
I've got plenty racks now
Tell that nigger back back
Watch your tone I be shooting like I'm mad max
Just got off the phone with the plug
Told him bag that
Shorty fell in love with me so she throw that ass back
J Summer - Mad Max Lyrics
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She just fell in love
With a real nigger
Too much codeine I might pour Another seal nigger
We gon Run it up
They ain't feeling us
But I don't give a f*ck
If they don't feel for us
I've got plenty racks now
Tell that nigger back back
Watch your tone
I be shooting like I'm mad max
Just got off the phone with the Plug
Told him bag that
Shorty fell in love with me
So she throw that ass back
They Hating on a nigger that Ain't have nothing
Had to run it up so I'm walking With that pack on me
Shorty wanna f*ck cause she Know I got that bag on me
Married to the hustle know that Money ain't gonna come to me
Boss boss boss
Nigga Poppin tags
Money coming Fast
Two shots at a opp nigger police On my ass
I swear I don't really trust Niggers
They all come and go
Straight up out the trap Nigger All my pockets Swole
She just fell in love with a real Nigger
Too much codeine I might pour Another seal nigger
We gon Run it up
They ain't feeling us
But I don't give a f*ck If they Don't feel for us
I've got plenty racks now
Tell that nigger back back
Watch your tone I be shooting like I'm mad max
Just got off the phone with the plug
Told him bag that
Shorty fell in love with me so she throw that ass back
With a real nigger
Too much codeine I might pour Another seal nigger
We gon Run it up
They ain't feeling us
But I don't give a f*ck
If they don't feel for us
I've got plenty racks now
Tell that nigger back back
Watch your tone
I be shooting like I'm mad max
Just got off the phone with the Plug
Told him bag that
Shorty fell in love with me
So she throw that ass back
They Hating on a nigger that Ain't have nothing
Had to run it up so I'm walking With that pack on me
Shorty wanna f*ck cause she Know I got that bag on me
Married to the hustle know that Money ain't gonna come to me
Boss boss boss
Nigga Poppin tags
Money coming Fast
Two shots at a opp nigger police On my ass
I swear I don't really trust Niggers
They all come and go
Straight up out the trap Nigger All my pockets Swole
She just fell in love with a real Nigger
Too much codeine I might pour Another seal nigger
We gon Run it up
They ain't feeling us
But I don't give a f*ck If they Don't feel for us
I've got plenty racks now
Tell that nigger back back
Watch your tone I be shooting like I'm mad max
Just got off the phone with the plug
Told him bag that
Shorty fell in love with me so she throw that ass back
Writer: Fendii Jay
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