Yeah
Meet me at the spot or ain't no deal
Hit the gas bitch grabbin' on the wheel
I could never care bout how you feel
Pour it up crack open the seal
Cost a lil more then the last spot
Frost a lil more then the last watch
Get bags on the low make it stack high
I need the contract maxed out
Pullin' off the lot finna tax out
F*ckin' on a thot I pull her tracks out
Punchin' in the clock you wanna lash out
Grindin' to the top it ain't a fast route
Smokin' in a box bout to pass out
12 on the block they brought the task out
Even up the score
Thought you was the one and then I wound up meeting more
Thought you had it locked then you opened up the door
Always need a lot then you wound up needing more
You can never say I wasn't honest that's of course
(You can never say I wasn't honest that's of course)
Trappin' out a Honda ima treat it like a Porsche
All about a comma since you've known me that's of course
Split it with my patna, that's a course
When it's meant to work ain't gotta force
I ain't worried bout it no more
Meet me at the spot or ain't no deal
Hit the gas bitch grabbin on the wheel
I could never care bout how ya feel
Pour it up crack open the seal
Cost a lil mo then the last spot
Frost a lil mo then the last watch
Get bags on the low make it stack high
I need the contract maxed out
Had to go to war, live with that
See me on tour, get with that
What you paid for it , a lil tab
She gon need more, bigger bag
Bigger bag, bigger bag
She gon need more just a bigger bag
Bigger, bigger bag
Aye, Can you get with that?
She all on me
Know I'm under pressure feel it all on me
Man I used to wonder what we all gon be
It be ya own niggas man they all gon leave
Feel like it was niggas on the team playin' for the other team (what)
Niggas ain't believe in me, thought it was a dream
Now they wanna link with me I don't wanna link
Never what it seems, but it's how its 'posed be
Got me on my knees prayin' With the rosary
Holding onto things that's not who I wanna be
Focused on the scene she not who I wanna keep
Give her to the streets she ain't come wit no receipt
Trappin' out a Honda ima treat it like a porches
All about a comma since you known me thats of course
Split it with my patnas that's a course
When it's meant to work ain't gotta force
I ain't worried bout it no more.
Meet me at the spot or ain't no deal
Hit the gas bitch grabbin' on the wheel
I could never care bout how ya feel
Pour it up crack open the seal
Cost a lil more then the last spot
Frost a lil more then the last watch
Get bags on the low make it stack high
I need the contract maxed out
prettyMOOK - MAX OUT Lyrics
prettyMOOK - MAX OUT Lyrics
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Yeah
Meet me at the spot or ain't no deal
Hit the gas bitch grabbin' on the wheel
I could never care bout how you feel
Pour it up crack open the seal
Cost a lil more then the last spot
Frost a lil more then the last watch
Get bags on the low make it stack high
I need the contract maxed out
Pullin' off the lot finna tax out
F*ckin' on a thot I pull her tracks out
Punchin' in the clock you wanna lash out
Grindin' to the top it ain't a fast route
Smokin' in a box bout to pass out
12 on the block they brought the task out
Even up the score
Thought you was the one and then I wound up meeting more
Thought you had it locked then you opened up the door
Always need a lot then you wound up needing more
You can never say I wasn't honest that's of course
(You can never say I wasn't honest that's of course)
Trappin' out a Honda ima treat it like a Porsche
All about a comma since you've known me that's of course
Split it with my patna, that's a course
When it's meant to work ain't gotta force
I ain't worried bout it no more
Meet me at the spot or ain't no deal
Hit the gas bitch grabbin on the wheel
I could never care bout how ya feel
Pour it up crack open the seal
Cost a lil mo then the last spot
Frost a lil mo then the last watch
Get bags on the low make it stack high
I need the contract maxed out
Had to go to war, live with that
See me on tour, get with that
What you paid for it , a lil tab
She gon need more, bigger bag
Bigger bag, bigger bag
She gon need more just a bigger bag
Bigger, bigger bag
Aye, Can you get with that?
She all on me
Know I'm under pressure feel it all on me
Man I used to wonder what we all gon be
It be ya own niggas man they all gon leave
Feel like it was niggas on the team playin' for the other team (what)
Niggas ain't believe in me, thought it was a dream
Now they wanna link with me I don't wanna link
Never what it seems, but it's how its 'posed be
Got me on my knees prayin' With the rosary
Holding onto things that's not who I wanna be
Focused on the scene she not who I wanna keep
Give her to the streets she ain't come wit no receipt
Trappin' out a Honda ima treat it like a porches
All about a comma since you known me thats of course
Split it with my patnas that's a course
When it's meant to work ain't gotta force
I ain't worried bout it no more.
Meet me at the spot or ain't no deal
Hit the gas bitch grabbin' on the wheel
I could never care bout how ya feel
Pour it up crack open the seal
Cost a lil more then the last spot
Frost a lil more then the last watch
Get bags on the low make it stack high
I need the contract maxed out
Meet me at the spot or ain't no deal
Hit the gas bitch grabbin' on the wheel
I could never care bout how you feel
Pour it up crack open the seal
Cost a lil more then the last spot
Frost a lil more then the last watch
Get bags on the low make it stack high
I need the contract maxed out
Pullin' off the lot finna tax out
F*ckin' on a thot I pull her tracks out
Punchin' in the clock you wanna lash out
Grindin' to the top it ain't a fast route
Smokin' in a box bout to pass out
12 on the block they brought the task out
Even up the score
Thought you was the one and then I wound up meeting more
Thought you had it locked then you opened up the door
Always need a lot then you wound up needing more
You can never say I wasn't honest that's of course
(You can never say I wasn't honest that's of course)
Trappin' out a Honda ima treat it like a Porsche
All about a comma since you've known me that's of course
Split it with my patna, that's a course
When it's meant to work ain't gotta force
I ain't worried bout it no more
Meet me at the spot or ain't no deal
Hit the gas bitch grabbin on the wheel
I could never care bout how ya feel
Pour it up crack open the seal
Cost a lil mo then the last spot
Frost a lil mo then the last watch
Get bags on the low make it stack high
I need the contract maxed out
Had to go to war, live with that
See me on tour, get with that
What you paid for it , a lil tab
She gon need more, bigger bag
Bigger bag, bigger bag
She gon need more just a bigger bag
Bigger, bigger bag
Aye, Can you get with that?
She all on me
Know I'm under pressure feel it all on me
Man I used to wonder what we all gon be
It be ya own niggas man they all gon leave
Feel like it was niggas on the team playin' for the other team (what)
Niggas ain't believe in me, thought it was a dream
Now they wanna link with me I don't wanna link
Never what it seems, but it's how its 'posed be
Got me on my knees prayin' With the rosary
Holding onto things that's not who I wanna be
Focused on the scene she not who I wanna keep
Give her to the streets she ain't come wit no receipt
Trappin' out a Honda ima treat it like a porches
All about a comma since you known me thats of course
Split it with my patnas that's a course
When it's meant to work ain't gotta force
I ain't worried bout it no more.
Meet me at the spot or ain't no deal
Hit the gas bitch grabbin' on the wheel
I could never care bout how ya feel
Pour it up crack open the seal
Cost a lil more then the last spot
Frost a lil more then the last watch
Get bags on the low make it stack high
I need the contract maxed out
Writer: Kim Eleby
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid