Who We Are
Max B/Mak Mustard
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Aiyo Maxy baby we sittin back man
We listen to this Quarantine shit man
I'm hearin all this gangsta shit man, all this super fly shit man
Ya know what I'm sayin? But I need to hear
Some of that shit that we fuck with man
Gimme some of that shit that you just
Sit back and smoke a fat ass blunt to
And some ol' good shit like Sour Diesel and all that
Yeah, yeah that shit right there
Know what I'm sayin? Some of that Grand Cru music
Ya know what I'm sayin? Some of that Sour Diesel
Some of that Purple Haze, that OG Kush
You know Maxy baby, do what you do man
Let these niggas know how we do, how we ride it out
You and Mack Mustard doin what it is
Little mama was eager for me, I told her gimme some
Niggas full of greed, baby just let the Henny come
Let off the semi gun, you ain't gettin a penny hun
These bitches we be hittin plenty of them
A pimp in retirement, got a fetish for fly shit
Niggas thought I was fallin off but a prop spit
Got a nice house, got a new car
Nigga after my show sleep with two broads
Two broads, that's all it takes to wipe a nigga down
Half on the liquor so put the bigger down
Cause she loves Max but the campaign
Niggas on wax can't sing, I ain't sayin a damn thing
Got me smokin Sour by the pound, Tim and his niggas clowns
When we see 'em we gunnin them niggas down
Lovin this big shit, need me about three flips
It's the Wave King leavin you sea sick, oww
We spent a lot on the clothes
We spent a lot on the car
Y'all know who we are
We get a lot of shows
Got a parking lot full of hoes
They know who we are
They said give it a new wave, make it feel different
Hit the hood with the flood and niggas be still spittin
Nigga hate or relate, they stop and they still listen
While options is still spliffin, I'm keepin it real with 'em
Jimmy worse than these bitches, niggas crumbled his image
Now leave these niggas diminished, we here to handle our business
From Crenshaw to Lennox, my niggas stackin these digits
Break the back of these bitches, dance but a nigga grippin
Try to catch a nigga slippin, and get the shock of your life
One pop from the pipe, niggas droppin this mic
It's Jimmy with the semi, he ain't rockin it right
It ain't Green in the building, he ain't rockin tonight
We spent a lot on the clothes
We spent a lot on the car
Y'all know who we are
We get a lot of shows
Got a parking lot full of hoes
They know who we are
I started the year with a bang, Domain
2, 3, 4, Comin soon and I wanna walk
Niggas they loved it, lovin I'm on my thug shit
Me gettin rich, only hit the bitches that love dick
I'mma treat 'em to seafood, maybe free shoes
My mama said don't let them suckas beat you
Treat you nice like a king when they suck it and massage it
Niggas is steady duckin and dodgin, robbin
Anything movin on the late night
I remember you, nigga you caught stage fright
I was at the show, baby you was speechless
Chevy's is pimped out, the Beamer got a deep dish
I can't lie, nigga I was a fan too
Even when I die, bury me with my Grand Cru
These niggas steady tryna fuck up the movement
Do shit niggas can't do, bigger than you baby I spent a lot
We spent a lot on the clothes
We spent a lot on the car
Y'all know who we are
We get a lot of shows
Got a parking lot full of hoes
They know who we are