Kanino, Grundy, Dax - MAX lyrics
Dax [Daniel Nwosu Jr.] St. John's, Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada 🇨🇦
[Kanino, Grundy, Dax - MAX lyrics]
Skaro Beats
Let's turn it up (turn it up)
Hey, right now (right now)
Right now (right now) bitch out the vault
Hey, I don't really care I be making sounds
Run it up (run it up)
Make it up (make it up)
Make it out (make it out)
A couple pounds (couple pounds)
Let's run it up (run it up) hey, right now
(Woah, boutta blow bitch coming
Out the vault)
Turn the volume to the max, Dax
Shoutin' screamin' on the track, facts
Bring the heat up in the rap, crash
Tryna keep from goin' fast chea
They was sleepin' on me then now they wishin'
They could go back in the past chea
'Cus I'm stackin' all the
Hit's, rappers throwing fit's
Now I'm on the map chea
New sound, niggas don't know what to do now
(yeah)
Cool down, had to hop up in the pool now
(yeah)
New in town, had to call myself a crew now
Niggas new now I'm the shit nigga
Tick a pool now I'm legit niggas
Get the flu now yeah I'm sick
Fuck the whole game why they call me dick
Nigga you a lame why I call you bitch
Drivin' in my lane crash in to a ditch
Talkin' on my name niggas gettin' rich (yeah)
I am a star
Talk on my name I will send you to Mars
I got chocolate for days 'cus
A nigga got bars (yeah)
Maxed out on the track out
Got game like a bitch ball back out
Got the game in a zip it's a black out
Bitches go cray for my shit
Watch 'em pass out it was passed down
I ain't livin' in the past now
Had to change up on your
Finna fuckin' ass now
No chance for your ass now
There's no chance for your ass now
Turn the volume to the max
Your bitch is lookin' like a snack
You know when I'm going
Fishin' finna hook your
Bitch I got her on the snag
They shootin' at me like Iraq
They shootin' 'cus I got the bag
I'm ballin' ballin' with the spalding like I
Got James written on the back
Ain't no jumpin' on my track boy
Unless you got a couple stacks boy
Unless you makin' big motherfuckin' plays
Similar to fuckin' Dax boy
All we do is cinemax boy
I be jumpin' in the game while you old
Broke ass rappers on the
Bench witcha hearing aid
Turnin' up their hearing aid
While I'm turning up 'n gettin' paid
Your bitch she wanna come to my place
When she coming never late
She just young and wanna live
Started rolling up a spliff
She just young and wanna live
Started sucking on my dick
Maxed out, go and bring them racks out
Go and bring them bad bitches
Bring that Stitches track out
She gone pop it 'till that
Motherfuckin' pussy tap out
Trap house jumpin' 'till we all
Done fuckin' blacked out
Let's turn it up (turn it up)
Hey, right now (right now)
Right now (right now) bitch out the vault
Hey, I don't really care I be making sounds
Run it up (run it up)
Make it up (make it up)
Make it out (make it out)
A couple pounds (couple pounds)
Let's run it up (run it up) hey, right now
(Woah, boutta blow bitch coming
Out the vault)
Let's turn it up (turn it up)
Hey, right now (right now)
Right now (right now) bitch out the vault
Hey, I don't really care I be making sounds
Run it up (run it up)
Make it up (make it up)
Make it out (make it out)
A couple pounds (couple pounds)
Let's run it up (run it up) hey, right now
(Woah, boutta blow bitch coming
Out the vault)
Turn the volume to the max, Dax
Shoutin' screamin' on the track, facts
Bring the heat up in the rap, crash
Tryna keep from goin' fast chea
They was sleepin' on me then now they wishin'
They could go back in the past chea
'Cus I'm stackin' all the
Hit's, rappers throwing fit's
Now I'm on the map chea
New sound, niggas don't know what to do now
(yeah)
Cool down, had to hop up in the pool now
(yeah)
New in town, had to call myself a crew now
Niggas new now I'm the shit nigga
Tick a pool now I'm legit niggas
Get the flu now yeah I'm sick
Fuck the whole game why they call me dick
Nigga you a lame why I call you bitch
Drivin' in my lane crash in to a ditch
Talkin' on my name niggas gettin' rich (yeah)
I am a star
Talk on my name I will send you to Mars
I got chocolate for days 'cus
A nigga got bars (yeah)
Maxed out on the track out
Got game like a bitch ball back out
Got the game in a zip it's a black out
Bitches go cray for my shit
Watch 'em pass out it was passed down
I ain't livin' in the past now
Had to change up on your
Finna fuckin' ass now
No chance for your ass now
There's no chance for your ass now
Turn the volume to the max
Your bitch is lookin' like a snack
You know when I'm going
Fishin' finna hook your
Bitch I got her on the snag
They shootin' at me like Iraq
They shootin' 'cus I got the bag
I'm ballin' ballin' with the spalding like I
Got James written on the back
Ain't no jumpin' on my track boy
Unless you got a couple stacks boy
Unless you makin' big motherfuckin' plays
Similar to fuckin' Dax boy
All we do is cinemax boy
I be jumpin' in the game while you old
Broke ass rappers on the
Bench witcha hearing aid
Turnin' up their hearing aid
While I'm turning up 'n gettin' paid
Your bitch she wanna come to my place
When she coming never late
She just young and wanna live
Started rolling up a spliff
She just young and wanna live
Started sucking on my dick
Maxed out, go and bring them racks out
Go and bring them bad bitches
Bring that Stitches track out
She gone pop it 'till that
Motherfuckin' pussy tap out
Trap house jumpin' 'till we all
Done fuckin' blacked out
Let's turn it up (turn it up)
Hey, right now (right now)
Right now (right now) bitch out the vault
Hey, I don't really care I be making sounds
Run it up (run it up)
Make it up (make it up)
Make it out (make it out)
A couple pounds (couple pounds)
Let's run it up (run it up) hey, right now
(Woah, boutta blow bitch coming
Out the vault)