Max B - Bad Whiskey lyrics
[Max B - Bad Whiskey lyrics]
Yeah uh it's your boy back
Fresh off that bay boss don season
Domain pain shout out to my nigga Young Los
In the beats you know
I mean, two in the afternoon man
Sunny day, strolling throw the Soho
Really seen a nice pair of Shades I like
You know them shit's was like 2, 500
I bought em fuck it it's what I do
Gain Green boss don shit
Domain pain for you niggas let's go
Get at your man
I got the forty low
Covered up like I'm forty below
Seven in like I'm forty to go or maybe more
Pay me for i'm the Waviest of all
I got a black one white one
Even keep a slim bitch
They all stick together
And they got a good friendship
Closet so expensive angel mon, Cold Haan
And if I'm smoking that haze
That's forty of that oho bond
Know I got the Audemar loop ya
It ain't shit without Max
Your music need a booster
The fifth will leave you
Screaming like a rooster
Sweep the nigga body of the
Stoop like the super nigga I'm the future
Nigga I be used to, the finer shit
I don't do that herb you
I only do designer shit
I only do the Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada
Biggavell is a pimp i run up in ya mama
I run up with the lama
Pop it at any nigga thinking he is thug
Don't pull up
I'm a fill this nigga with slugs
I seen this nigga in a club out in Jersey
Seen his team looking like they
Want to hurt me but thanks to the frontline
You only gotta tell them focus up one time
Nigga, I be trying to duck the one time
You smoking with thirty niggas on one dime
Here we go here we go
So won't you niggas
Roll up a big fat bag of sour
You can't stop he got the greens
Nigga I'm wavy goddamn I like that power
Plus you know we got that Prada
Nigga we getting chips while
Ya'll getting angry
On the stroll of the strip like
Bitches on the dick like big pipe
Cherry lip gloss get your lips right
Get your lips wet i'm not Dipset
Nigga I'm Green Gain
Rollie in the mean chain
I leave you holly in the cheese lane
Holly molly go fuck yourself plea your chain
For the better Max do it for your boy
You was riding in the Jetta Max
Do it for a toy i be moving like I'm Floyd
Right jab left jab 93 was the shit
Harlem had the best cabs
Aj Lester's the best rags a buck 20 then
That was big money yeah
And that's was a 20-10
I was getting money when Reagan was in office
Peepee on your carpet grind like an orphan
Lime in the coffin bitches of the Myspace
Love me out in Boston o-o-o-owwww
Here we go here we go
So won't you niggas
Roll up a big fat bag of sour
You can't stop he got the greens
Nigga I'm wavy goddamn I like that power
Plus you know we got that Prada
Nigga we getting chips while
Ya'll getting angry
Yeah it's niggas all pissed off in the game
Boss don Biggavell shit
Back with that domain pain yeah Young Los
Got another baby niggas riding that wave
Fuck with your boy
It's over for these niggas man oh man
Ey big tone
We gonna flip these niggas upside down
Jingle that change out they pocket yeah
Know what I mean gain green baby
Oh man uh
Ooowwwww
Fresh off that bay boss don season
Domain pain shout out to my nigga Young Los
In the beats you know
I mean, two in the afternoon man
Sunny day, strolling throw the Soho
Really seen a nice pair of Shades I like
You know them shit's was like 2, 500
I bought em fuck it it's what I do
Gain Green boss don shit
Domain pain for you niggas let's go
Get at your man
I got the forty low
Covered up like I'm forty below
Seven in like I'm forty to go or maybe more
Pay me for i'm the Waviest of all
I got a black one white one
Even keep a slim bitch
They all stick together
And they got a good friendship
Closet so expensive angel mon, Cold Haan
And if I'm smoking that haze
That's forty of that oho bond
Know I got the Audemar loop ya
It ain't shit without Max
Your music need a booster
The fifth will leave you
Screaming like a rooster
Sweep the nigga body of the
Stoop like the super nigga I'm the future
Nigga I be used to, the finer shit
I don't do that herb you
I only do designer shit
I only do the Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada
Biggavell is a pimp i run up in ya mama
I run up with the lama
Pop it at any nigga thinking he is thug
Don't pull up
I'm a fill this nigga with slugs
I seen this nigga in a club out in Jersey
Seen his team looking like they
Want to hurt me but thanks to the frontline
You only gotta tell them focus up one time
Nigga, I be trying to duck the one time
You smoking with thirty niggas on one dime
Here we go here we go
So won't you niggas
Roll up a big fat bag of sour
You can't stop he got the greens
Nigga I'm wavy goddamn I like that power
Plus you know we got that Prada
Nigga we getting chips while
Ya'll getting angry
On the stroll of the strip like
Bitches on the dick like big pipe
Cherry lip gloss get your lips right
Get your lips wet i'm not Dipset
Nigga I'm Green Gain
Rollie in the mean chain
I leave you holly in the cheese lane
Holly molly go fuck yourself plea your chain
For the better Max do it for your boy
You was riding in the Jetta Max
Do it for a toy i be moving like I'm Floyd
Right jab left jab 93 was the shit
Harlem had the best cabs
Aj Lester's the best rags a buck 20 then
That was big money yeah
And that's was a 20-10
I was getting money when Reagan was in office
Peepee on your carpet grind like an orphan
Lime in the coffin bitches of the Myspace
Love me out in Boston o-o-o-owwww
Here we go here we go
So won't you niggas
Roll up a big fat bag of sour
You can't stop he got the greens
Nigga I'm wavy goddamn I like that power
Plus you know we got that Prada
Nigga we getting chips while
Ya'll getting angry
Yeah it's niggas all pissed off in the game
Boss don Biggavell shit
Back with that domain pain yeah Young Los
Got another baby niggas riding that wave
Fuck with your boy
It's over for these niggas man oh man
Ey big tone
We gonna flip these niggas upside down
Jingle that change out they pocket yeah
Know what I mean gain green baby
Oh man uh
Ooowwwww