Slumped Max P (Ft. Ski Mask the Slump God)

[Chorus: Max P]
Coolin' with my cousin Slump
Cruising through the strip with your shawty, she slumped
Apple bottom booty with them Gucci pumps
She seen these big old jewels and she knew I was flossing
She seen these big old jewels and she knew I was flossing
Getting dough, popping tags, fucking thotties, we flossing
Getting dough, popping tags, fucking thotties, we flossing
Getting dough, popping tags, fucking thotties, we flossing

[Verse 1: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Okay, clip on me
Ass on fat like Cardi B
Ee-ooh, Master P
Uh, and that pussy, I nay nay
Ee-ooh, like Ray J
Fucking on thotties, they get some cake
Ee-ooh, break your vertebrae
Once I really gotta squeeze my miss
Like, hee-hoo, I got a new pistol
Max pulled up with a missile
Can you tickle my pickle?
Okay, get it, a milli
Your bitch give head like a fitted
See me say hello like kitty
Smoking on rust, blowin' out puffs, like I'm Diddy