Almighty D - Push 2 The Max.!

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They need to back up
Why do they all want to act up?
I'm getting my racks up, I'm trying to get to the stash yeah
I'm trying to get to the cash yeah
Doing the dash, yeah
I want a bag, yeah
I'm swerving fast, yeah
Never me, I'm never coming in last
Man, y'all be going out sad
I'm talking to her, and she said I "got swag"
Bb my belt, and my pants, ima sag
I want them commas, on commas, on racks
I don't pertain in the drama that's facts
Ima keep going, I push to the max
Two-hundred my dash, my whip like the flash yeah
Holdon who is that knocking at the door?
I'm sipping dirty I'm moving so slow
I will not hesitate to let it blow
I don't want to talk if it's not about cho
I get my dough, then ima go
I might just block you, like leave me alone
I do not talk to them boys, 'cuz they jokes
I'm not twenty-one this a knife to your throat
I am not savage but I got a cold heart
Always been different, I'm always gon' go hard
Mixing the louie vuitton with the goyard
I want the bustdown baguettes, yeah they so hard
Factory set on my neck, this a whole car
We gon' keep racing in here, like its go-kart
I am so proud of myself, made it so far
I'm so ahead of the game, yeah, I'm so far
I know that this is meant to be, I'm a whole star
They used to laugh at me, now just take a look, I'm better than you (ha)
They used to trash-bag me, now I got a bag, they calling me cute (ha)
I do not mind moving solo, I been moving dolo basically my whole life
Ima go get it regardless of any, I promise I don't need you by my side
Shawty a ten, yeah she is a dime
I'm always thinking 'bout her at night
I'm running it, like the columbine
Went to Himalayas I eat calamari
I don't 'pologize 'cuz I am never sorry
Put the clip on the lil boat, this not lil yachty
No I can't fall in love, she's a hottie-hottie
Got the choppa on me, ima do you sloppy
Ima swerve in the coupe, its a big body
I don't trust none of them, they be hating probably
I converse with my demons, its satan, probably
If i put my mind to it, I'll make it probably
It been bad all week, but I'm staying jolly

Written by:
DeMarco Thomas

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