Big Lugg - Maximum (feat. Austin Mink)

Credit card declined, fuck a clerk
Yeah, I still got no maximum
Haters in my comments and my posts
No class in them
Okay, hands on your backs patting them
Slots on the charts
Who's the one that's gone snatching them
Yeah, it's my season I'm convinced
Future glowing brighter than the screen I premonish'ed
They used to tell me all about the things I'd never get
I been nothing but a legend in the making ever since

New vibes, new brands
No fucks to give
New girl, new plans
The show begins
Till I get the whole damn estate
You best, get used to hearing, my name
Put my wants and needs aside
So that I can bring the tide
And the cash for an island to escape to it
If I want it I decide
Give it time until it's mine
And you know that I look forward to the day
But, the

Credit card declined, fuck a clerk
Yeah, I still got no maximum
Haters in my comments and my posts
No class in them
Okay, hands on your backs patting them
Slots on the charts
Who's the one that's gone snatching them
Yeah, it's my season I'm convinced
Future glowing brighter than the screen I premonish'ed
They used to tell me all about the things I'd never get
I been nothing but a legend in the making ever since

Wait, I've been nothin' but an oversight
What's a come up
Louis clothes, I get change overnight
Pacify the haters, now they look like overbites
Lay them down to rest like chips
I'm not talkin' poker nights
Sign lines, dot my i's
I'm not talkin' LASIK, no
They grin like the Joker
No dentist, I embrace it though
Dealing with these Harvey Dents
Who can never face it no
I'm frivolous
You're amenities, cause you're basic dough
Brain mush, keep my circle tight like Dane Cook
Pay me for a chorus cause the crowd stay hooked
Riots at my shows
Breaking bats like Bane would
They gather like it's Magic
Move like David Blaine would
Stop it with the faking
You go skating
Ice is thin
Cash flow like riverbanks
Working late
Of Mice and Men
Mojang, mine for the taking
In the making ever since
Been a problem in the making
I've been making every cent
But, the

Credit card declined, fuck a clerk
Yeah, I still got no maximum
Haters in my comments and my posts
No class in them
Okay, hands on your backs patting them
Slots on the charts
Who's the one that's gone snatching them
Yeah, it's my season I'm convinced
Future glowing brighter than the screen I premonish'ed
They used to tell me all about the things I'd never get
I been nothing but a legend in the making ever since

Written by:
Austin Mink, Clay Dietz

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