Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Maxing Out, artist - The Underachievers. Album song Indigoism, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: RPM MSC
Song language: English
Maxing Out |
| Me and my niggas just maxing out |
| Passing weed till we’re passing out |
| Motherfucking guys better watch your mouth |
| Yea you know what the fuck my gang about |
| Growing up, floating on |
| That LSD, that potent drug |
| Got a nigga blowing up like opera |
| If you don’t know God, let me show you bro! |
| Let me show you bro! |
| If you ain’t with us! |
| Let me show you bro |
| If you ain’t with us! |
| All my living guys they fuck with us |
| All my queen bitches, they know what’s up |
| If you ain’t with the white, get the fuck from us |
| On some Third Eye shit what you put it on |
| Lucy got me lucid, sour deezal, power refill, uh |
| Due to the fact I rap she confessed her love for a nigga |
| Why you’re staring to the people? |
| Helo lovers are controlled by the ego |
| We float nigga bow down to the beast coast |
| We smoke by the piece, so we go join now |
| Maxing out, packs are loud at the shows |
| Merfed it out in the garage, nigga so blow go |
| You know what I’m talking about |
| Deep inside lil homie free your mind |
| And try to deep the shine of your elite design. |
| Read the signs, they’re getting weaker, you conquer |
| So I yoga the flame, went to the blood full of Blanca |
| Releasing the pain, I shook a bitch so not |
| She’s popped shit off, nigga the goon squad guy is lost |
| Who gonna stop me now? |
| Third Eye chop em down |
| Got shades on, I don’t see these clowns |
| Elevated nigga, you stuck to the ground! |
| You aim, you tight, you aim |
| For the cool guys that I utilize |
| I bring from the rise to the most high, nigga fuck fame |
| If Lakwich be the block which we came from |
| Ain’t shit changed with the income |
| It’s 2012, niggas still dumb |
| My dick superstar, for she’ll still come |
| But off Lara Croft, homey ain’t done |
| To the hundred millions so it’s good I’ve lived here |
| 47 shift bitch, demons on the hit list, bow |
| Success knock a nigga down |
| I’ll be puffing loud on the cloud, maxing out |
| Me and my niggas just maxing out |
| Passing weed till we’re passing out |
| Motherfucking guys better watch your mouth |
| Yea you know what the fuck my gang about |
| Growing up, floating on |
| That LSD, that potent drug |
| Got a nigga blowing up like opera |
| If you don’t know God, let me show you bro! |
| Let me show you bro! |
| If you ain’t with us! |
| Let me show you bro |
| If you ain’t with us! |
| All my living guys they fuck with us |
| All my queen bitches, they know what’s up |
| If you ain’t with the white, get the fuck from us |
| On some Third Eye shit what you put it on |
| Herb shot as you know I’m faded |
| Sour deezal, hop on the spaceship |
| Smoking loud, yeah, a nigga hating |
| I roll it up and now nigga face it! |
| Yeah, a nigga face it |
| I ain’t pass the shit, and nigga ain’t no paying |
| Higher conscious, mellow it |
| For the love motherfucker got weed for days |
| Lil niggas can’t hang with us |
| Brought hoes in, nigga ain’t no rush |
| Two straight niggas taste better than one |
| Pat most list I’m getting fucked up |
| Rolling up on that endo |
| Put a lil hashish, so we hit slow |
| I ain’t giving two grams cause we ain’t broke |
| Four nigga’s in the room so we burn four |
| One man to a split burnin double O |
| And if a couple bitches come we gonna get mo |
| And if we finna get drunk get the Rosmo |
| And now we sippin that lean, got me slow mo |
| I’m getting high, trap my body and free my mind |
| Clear the negative that’s inside |
| This weed is strong though, you know my style! |
| Lampin up on that cannabis |
| Got a nigga froze up like mannequins |
| With a shit so long can’t handle it |
| Got a hit so strong, she passing it |
| I’m laughing shit, on my black look bad as shit |
| This to the face I ain’t passing it |
| Got the nod, nod I master it |
| I makin moves cause we have to win |
| I rap bow like a activist! |
| Me and my niggas just maxing out |
| Passing weed till we’re passing out |
| Motherfucking guys better watch your mouth |
| Yea you know what the fuck my gang about |
| Growing up, floating on |
| That LSD, that potent drug |
| Got a nigga blowing up like opera |
| If you don’t know God, let me show you bro! |
| Let me show you bro! |
| If you ain’t with us! |
| Let me show you bro |
| If you ain’t with us! |
| All my living gods they fuck with us |
| All my queen bitches, they know what’s up |
| If you ain’t with the white, get the fuck from us |
| On some Third Eye shit what you put it on |