2THEMAX ft. Tubs Lyrics

Run it up I get the bag

Never in last

Always gotta hit the gas

Why you hating on me bitch why you always mad

Why you hating on me bitch why you always mad

Talking like I dont got it

Know who I am know who I was

Im not your boy not your blood

Fluent with the bitches and the money bitch I dont chase

So why you running from me

I got it I swear she put no one above me

She love me and fuck me

Its lovely from LB

Im repping my city never hit it when i did it

I been real the realest you feel me then feel this

Bitch im talking to em

Now im in my city thick bitch she pretty she poppin it

Bitch who started this you

Never me I just finish things

Get it how im living these aint silver chains

Gotta get it from the source aint never sipping minute maid

Bitch said its a hit im always killing things

Taking this shit to the max

50% of my power I better relax

Go to the club and the Kliq throwing racks

She wanna smoke well I got the pack

She started coughing and weezing like pokemon told her relax

Running my hands through her tracks

Ponytail and im grabbing it when she throwing it back throwing it back

Couple comma gotta divie it up

Run through the band like we dont give a fuck

Back it up like a Tonka truck

She want the load well ill bust it up

Im not cooking but ill chop it up

Im a dog at heart you a pussy fuck

We gonna smoke it up i dont give a fuck

Give her something like she got luck

Dumb bitch she stuck ugh

She like what what what what

That kitty cat tryna play with that

She a Persian gotta pay for that

Every track take it to the max

Never lie everything facts

All blueface no greenbacks

I better relax

Why you hating on me bitch why you always mad

I could give a fuck about the beat this bitch im floating it

The GOAT in this

Im just hear to spit could give a fuck about the ownership

Word for word yall just be copying and recording it

Yall just be talking bitch im about here performing it

GOAT shit

Bitch who you talking to its been me

Remember who it is aint giving shit way for the free free

Say she wants this dick its been a minute since she seen me

Yea i keep it lowkey

My baby mama know you give a fuck about if you know me

I been the kid since '99 fucking with the real only

Im smoking on that pack and I aint talking about your homie

Step up in my city swear it got me feeling holy the OG

Business man aint pressing you for money that you owe me