Released on March 5, 2015

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[Chorus: Maxo Kream]

Marijuana swisher sweet, codeine, promethazine

Kickstand gotta lean, dabbing waxes, THC

Throw like Peyton Manning, Randy Mossing in the end zone

Tipping like a waiter, Brett Favre, I'm a throw a four

Green Bay packing while I'm sacking, bagging stinky 'dro

Hun dun stacking, I be trapping, I could get it gone

You are just a rapper, get to clapping, bullet hit your dome

Call me for them pounds, I ain't trying to sell no fucking zone


[Verse 1: Maxo Kream]

Macaulay Culkin, clap your face, leave a nigga home alone

Crawling down Yellowstone, picking up a yellow bone

Three or four numbers, but a nigga got one phone

Matte black everything, Maxo Kream don't ride no chrome

Five thousand dollars if you niggas want a fucking song

If you ain't got no money or no drugs, leave me the fuck alone

When you talking to a gangster, little nigga, watch your tone

Keep them swishers and them pistols, get your fucking face blown

84s on the west get your life took

84s poke a nigga like Facebook

Karo in the drank, that's a no-no

Get a pint, I'm a Karo for sure, though

Got it sold from the west to the 44

Drop a xan in the mud, call it dodo

Moon walking down the block, call it slow-mo

Pimping bitches, pulling tricks out of slow hoes


[Chorus: Maxo Kream]

Marijuana swisher sweet, codeine, promethazine

Kickstand gotta lean, dabbing waxes, THC

Throw like Peyton Manning, Randy Mossing in the end zone

Tipping like a waiter, Brett Favre, I'm a throw a four

Green Bay packing while I'm sacking, bagging stinky 'dro

Hun dun stacking, I be trapping, I could get it gone

You are just a rapper, get to clapping, bullet hit your dome

Call me for them pounds, I ain't trying to sell no fucking zone


[Verse 2: Le$]

Look a fuck nigga in the eye

Bitch you know my set never die

I pull up on your ho, make her choose us

Get up to the spot, now she screwed up

Chopping up the game like a AK

Keep it cool, still kicking, young Pele

It's like the second coming of this trill shit

You ran up out the hood, nigga, Will Smith

While my side bitch looking like Jada

You a hater while I'm high eating alligator

Tip my waiter at the Pappadeaux, rock a show

A bunch of niggas rapping, they ain't popping, though

Bunch of niggas shopping, they ain't copping, though

Couldn't play the game but you watching, though

Jet Life, know we get blown

Ran through the whole O, that's the end zone


[Chorus: Maxo Kream]

Marijuana swisher sweet, codeine, promethazine

Kickstand gotta lean, dabbing waxes, THC

Throw like Peyton Manning, Randy Mossing in the end zone

Tipping like a waiter, Brett Favre, I'm a throw a four

Green Bay packing while I'm sacking, bagging stinky 'dro

Hun dun stacking, I be trapping, I could get it gone

You are just a rapper, get to clapping, bullet hit your dome

Call me for them pounds, I ain't trying to sell no fucking zone