YMG Maxo Kream

[Intro]
Yeah nigga Young Max God in this bitch
Straight outta H-Town
The trill capital nigga
Tired of these hoe ass niggas falsifying
Trying to use our shit nigga
We been coming down, we been doing this shit nigga
Young Max God nigga the best in this shit
The best out the H
If you don't like it suck a motherfucking dick nigga
Bow, bow, bow, bow
Kream Clique Gang Bang bitch

[Hook]
Young Max God 30 bitches in the Rover
4 Beyonce's, fiances, no hova
Young Max God came through with the chopper
Shoot him in the face if a nigga got a problem
Oh my God Max God consider him your idol
Fuck a S-K nigga scope em with the Rifle
Young Max God got shooters on payroll
Young Max God slugs bitches by the case though

[Verse 1]
Young Max God keep the thing up on his hip
Let him trip, let him slip, bang-bang on Crip
Pistol grip on my lap in the trap
Find a Kat Stacks
Chop her head off
Send it to you mamas doormat
Petty street niggas yeah my clique we beyond that
Hell in a cell
Sell ya-yo servered with pearl or pills
Touchdown bullet kills fuck nigga
We be on that
Pop ya like a pill
Shoot a nigga like fuck that
Max God almighty with the shits no potty
Hella cet's got me bent like yoga pilates
Jim Carrey got a mask no Bruce almighty
Oh my God Max God don't shoot nobody
Mossberg pump that's a 12 gauge shotty
Shoot Bevo Lotti in his head and his body
Chop his ass up
Remove his head from his body
Pack 2's too cool call him scotty too hotty