Lyrics Meet Hiiim - MaxThaDemon

Meet Hiiim

At the table with shooters and demons
Speak on the gang and you gave 'em a reason
If you switch up your side then it’s treason
Hit him with shots see lil' sick get a treatment
When they mad til' I’m get up their defence
Don’t think they smoke?
We gon tweak for the weekend
When the dot’s on his body I’m squeezing
Sent him above to the lord for a meeting (he gon' meet him)
But his body is sleepin'
My shorties out, geeking outside, no sleepin' (no sleepin')
How you sitting on defence?
Lil bro, facts, steamer, headshot no thinkin' (no thinkin')
Chst shot stop breathin'
Leave a opp plac stink the whole gang been fiending
Whole gang been tweakin', whole gang been-
On the gang they not outside, 'cause we really outside
And my brothers is spinnin' and we hittin' no signs
SUV’s with like four 9s
Leave his brother gone' witness
Get hit up on both sides
Headshot he got no mind
Now his story is finished
On God I’ma keep mine
Too early to meet God
And them shooters is different
We catching bodies on bodies
Them shooters is different
We’re opps you’re a opp
If u see us, get missin'
Get close on his body, don’t hit from the distance
I see you it’s lit, I got it on me I flick it
That’s real shit
Smoke a opp, I don’t feel shit
All the demons i got so I walk with a still hip
Took a half, get a still tip
We be squeezin' a lot but the pressure on
At the table with shooters and demons
Speak on the gang and you gave 'em a reason
If you switch up your side then it’s treason
Hit him with shots see lil' sick get a treatment
When they mad til' I’m get up their defence
Don’t think they smoke?
We gon tweak for the weekend
When the dot’s on his body I’m squeezing
Sent him above to the lord for a meeting (gon' meet him)
I’m a demon
Me and Black both squeezin'
Two man drill, have a opp named Jesus
'fore he went, have them lay there screamin'
Still free bro, had the opps on defence
Little bitch suck dick, not breathin '
Foenem I move, 'cause my main be tweakin'
But the guys on time, she geekin'
Gang in the spot and his wife be treeshin'
On gang shit, with the bitch that you laid with
She gon' set up the drop all my shooters is dangerous
On the news make you famous
We be bending the lock, catch a case and don’t say shit
'Cause that’s nothing to play with
Stay away from the guys
Perfect gang and they spray shit
Took a half get a facelift
Have 'em praying to God
Have 'em stayin' inside
At the table with shooters and demons
Speak on the gang and you gave 'em a reason
If you switchin' the side then that’s treason
Hit him with shots see lil' sick get a treatment
When they mad til' I’m get up their defence
Don’t think they smoke?
We gon tweak for the weekend
When the dot’s on his body I’m squeezing
Sent him above to the lord for a meeting (gon' meet him)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang)