You're in a computer game, Max
Going crazy on this juice cleanse, I feel like Kanye
Took that lil' bitch to Illum, and bought her some Marc J
I do not f*ck with Sambas, yeah, these are some Margie's
And you ain't even got a sound, yeah, you still rappin' on type beats
If I tell my twin it's going down, then he right beside me
I went and got a lil' richer, I upgraded my timepiece
But today I'm trying to kick back, it's been a long week
Draco got some kickback, spray his body like my Tekla sheets
I pull up to the kickback, told this lil baddie that I am a freak
Off the shots and a Velo so, yeah, I'm a lil' bit geeked
Rocking some Number (N)ine jeans, I had to put on my Kapital fleece
Yeah, all archive garments, that's why my tee is a lil bit creased
Yeah, I feel like Osama in this 911 GT3
And I don't want no problems, but I keep a Tec on my seat
Shawty high as f*ck, said she rolling off Oxy
She a messy lil' hoe, told her get the f*ck up off of me
Yeah, I'm out in Mexico, with my team, we smoking dro
In that Porsche I lost control, yeah, I smashed the side door
Step out like Fashion Week, rockin' trompe-l'œil
Big-ass Vetements coat, damn my closet too full
I want Fast Cars and Codeine, I think I'm outta control
Baby girl, please hold me, you tapped into my soul
Tell me why I'm tweaking if you don't text my phone
But we ain't speaking, ain't you and me no more
Yo, f*cked this girl from the club at 3am, then I went home
I was still caught up on my ex, I snuck out the front door
Yeah, and I'm tryna forget her, but it's hard when you're alone
Shit, I gotta get through this, gotta do it on my own
If I tell my twin it's going down, then he right beside me
I went and got a lil' richer, I upgraded my timepiece
But today I'm trying to kick back, it's been a long week
Draco got some kickback, spray his body like my Tekla sheets
I pull up to the kickback, told this lil baddie that I am a freak
Off the shots and a Velo so, yeah, I'm a lil' bit geeked
Rocking some Number (N)ine jeans, I had to put on my Kapital fleece
Yeah, all archive garments, that's why my tee is a lil bit creased
Yeah, I feel like Osama in this 911 GT3
And I don't want no problems, but I keep a Tec on my seat
Shawty high as f*ck, said she rolling off Oxy
She a messy lil' hoe, told her get the f*ck up off of me
Next week flight to France, we touching down
Girl, please don't ask me about my body count
'Cause girl, I really don't know no nobody now
Like it's Friday 8PM and I ain't going out
Yeah, wake up take some Velos for breakfast
Pray to God in my Chrome Heart necklace
Remember making out in your mom's Lexus
Back when I was making beats on cracked Nexus
Max Valentine - kickback Lyrics
Max Valentine - kickback Lyrics
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You're in a computer game, Max
Going crazy on this juice cleanse, I feel like Kanye
Took that lil' bitch to Illum, and bought her some Marc J
I do not f*ck with Sambas, yeah, these are some Margie's
And you ain't even got a sound, yeah, you still rappin' on type beats
If I tell my twin it's going down, then he right beside me
I went and got a lil' richer, I upgraded my timepiece
But today I'm trying to kick back, it's been a long week
Draco got some kickback, spray his body like my Tekla sheets
I pull up to the kickback, told this lil baddie that I am a freak
Off the shots and a Velo so, yeah, I'm a lil' bit geeked
Rocking some Number (N)ine jeans, I had to put on my Kapital fleece
Yeah, all archive garments, that's why my tee is a lil bit creased
Yeah, I feel like Osama in this 911 GT3
And I don't want no problems, but I keep a Tec on my seat
Shawty high as f*ck, said she rolling off Oxy
She a messy lil' hoe, told her get the f*ck up off of me
Yeah, I'm out in Mexico, with my team, we smoking dro
In that Porsche I lost control, yeah, I smashed the side door
Step out like Fashion Week, rockin' trompe-l'œil
Big-ass Vetements coat, damn my closet too full
I want Fast Cars and Codeine, I think I'm outta control
Baby girl, please hold me, you tapped into my soul
Tell me why I'm tweaking if you don't text my phone
But we ain't speaking, ain't you and me no more
Yo, f*cked this girl from the club at 3am, then I went home
I was still caught up on my ex, I snuck out the front door
Yeah, and I'm tryna forget her, but it's hard when you're alone
Shit, I gotta get through this, gotta do it on my own
If I tell my twin it's going down, then he right beside me
I went and got a lil' richer, I upgraded my timepiece
But today I'm trying to kick back, it's been a long week
Draco got some kickback, spray his body like my Tekla sheets
I pull up to the kickback, told this lil baddie that I am a freak
Off the shots and a Velo so, yeah, I'm a lil' bit geeked
Rocking some Number (N)ine jeans, I had to put on my Kapital fleece
Yeah, all archive garments, that's why my tee is a lil bit creased
Yeah, I feel like Osama in this 911 GT3
And I don't want no problems, but I keep a Tec on my seat
Shawty high as f*ck, said she rolling off Oxy
She a messy lil' hoe, told her get the f*ck up off of me
Next week flight to France, we touching down
Girl, please don't ask me about my body count
'Cause girl, I really don't know no nobody now
Like it's Friday 8PM and I ain't going out
Yeah, wake up take some Velos for breakfast
Pray to God in my Chrome Heart necklace
Remember making out in your mom's Lexus
Back when I was making beats on cracked Nexus
Going crazy on this juice cleanse, I feel like Kanye
Took that lil' bitch to Illum, and bought her some Marc J
I do not f*ck with Sambas, yeah, these are some Margie's
And you ain't even got a sound, yeah, you still rappin' on type beats
If I tell my twin it's going down, then he right beside me
I went and got a lil' richer, I upgraded my timepiece
But today I'm trying to kick back, it's been a long week
Draco got some kickback, spray his body like my Tekla sheets
I pull up to the kickback, told this lil baddie that I am a freak
Off the shots and a Velo so, yeah, I'm a lil' bit geeked
Rocking some Number (N)ine jeans, I had to put on my Kapital fleece
Yeah, all archive garments, that's why my tee is a lil bit creased
Yeah, I feel like Osama in this 911 GT3
And I don't want no problems, but I keep a Tec on my seat
Shawty high as f*ck, said she rolling off Oxy
She a messy lil' hoe, told her get the f*ck up off of me
Yeah, I'm out in Mexico, with my team, we smoking dro
In that Porsche I lost control, yeah, I smashed the side door
Step out like Fashion Week, rockin' trompe-l'œil
Big-ass Vetements coat, damn my closet too full
I want Fast Cars and Codeine, I think I'm outta control
Baby girl, please hold me, you tapped into my soul
Tell me why I'm tweaking if you don't text my phone
But we ain't speaking, ain't you and me no more
Yo, f*cked this girl from the club at 3am, then I went home
I was still caught up on my ex, I snuck out the front door
Yeah, and I'm tryna forget her, but it's hard when you're alone
Shit, I gotta get through this, gotta do it on my own
If I tell my twin it's going down, then he right beside me
I went and got a lil' richer, I upgraded my timepiece
But today I'm trying to kick back, it's been a long week
Draco got some kickback, spray his body like my Tekla sheets
I pull up to the kickback, told this lil baddie that I am a freak
Off the shots and a Velo so, yeah, I'm a lil' bit geeked
Rocking some Number (N)ine jeans, I had to put on my Kapital fleece
Yeah, all archive garments, that's why my tee is a lil bit creased
Yeah, I feel like Osama in this 911 GT3
And I don't want no problems, but I keep a Tec on my seat
Shawty high as f*ck, said she rolling off Oxy
She a messy lil' hoe, told her get the f*ck up off of me
Next week flight to France, we touching down
Girl, please don't ask me about my body count
'Cause girl, I really don't know no nobody now
Like it's Friday 8PM and I ain't going out
Yeah, wake up take some Velos for breakfast
Pray to God in my Chrome Heart necklace
Remember making out in your mom's Lexus
Back when I was making beats on cracked Nexus
Writer: Max Valentine
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