RIP Max Smokepurpp

[Intro]
R.I.P. to Max, R.I.P. to Max, R.I.P. to Max
Oh-woah-oh-woah, R.I.P. to Max
Oh, R.I.P. to Max, oh
Oh-woah-oh-woah, R.I.P. to Max

[Chorus]
Oh, they hatin' on me, got a bag now (Woo, yeah)
Oh, they hatin' on me, got a sack now (Woo, yeah)
In the club and it back now (Woo, yeah)
I'm the youngest nigga with the bags now (Woo)
Oh-woah-oh, I got the bag now (Woo)
Oh-woah-oh, I got the bag now, now (Ooh-woo)
Oh-woah-oh, I got the bag now (Woo)
Oh-woah-oh, I got the bag now (Yeah)

[Verse]
Gucci flops, flexin' in my Gucci flops (Yeah)
Then she give me top, got her boyfriend wanna talk (Ooh, what?)
Got a Cuban link hangin' on my wrist, oh (Cuban link)
Got an Asian bitch dancin' on my dick, oh (Dick, oh)
Oh-woah-oh, she got a boyfriend (Woo)
Oh-woah-oh, she got a boyfriend
Oh, yeah, the gold chains (Oh, ayy)
Walk around the city like I own this shit (Woo, woo)
Momma said to do it and I did this shit (Woo, damn)
Now I walk around the city like I own this shit (Woo, woo)
Momma said to do it and I did this shit, oh-woah-oh (woah)
Ten thousand on my neck, oh (Woo)
Ten thousand on my wrist, oh (Racks, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How'd I end up here? (Yeah)
How'd I end up here? (Yeah)
Got like thirty thousand on my ear (Woo)
Oh-woah-oh (Woo, ooh, ooh-woo, ooh, ooh-woo)
I miss my brother Max, damn, I miss my brother Max
I lost my brother Max, to a fuckin' junkie, man (I miss my brother Max), oh-woah-oh
It gets deeper, it gets deeper than you really know about it (Woo)