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Lil Durk & Future – Mad Max Visualizer

Lyrics Mad Max – Lil Durk & Future

Spin on the low, go drop a bag and get a n**ga buried
Lil’ bro send shots out through your car, he think he Stephen Curry
I done dropped an eight inside my soda, that mean my drink is dirty
I’m gettin’ more money in the streets than Ross
I got these chicken service
And I brought the strippers to the studio, just give me service
I’ma put my trust inside this toolie, h*e got set to thirty
Sit with my demons every day, these n**gas good at murkin’
Drop in a ticket the other day, they tryna play with Shmurk

Ain’t be cool with n**gas, I can’t vouch for n**gas, how they move
You like Ruth Chris, have my shooter turn you to some food
I’m in the ‘Cat, I’m in the trenches, I’m with the demons, I’m in the zoo
I’m bringin’ out the rest, I’m the one buyin’ the chain, cost a coupe

I bought five hotel rooms to put my clothes up from the mall
N**gas turn to raccoons and we crush ’em like a car
My young b**ch better take a charge, f**k another broad
It ain’t no R.I.C.O. case gon’ stop another body from droppin’
How many body n**gas died, How many got

Mad Max, Mad Max
Mad Max, Mad Max
Mad Max, Mad Max

I got my stick out, leavin’ a b**ch house
Tell bro ETA to my slot
I could’ve been part of that R.I.C.O
I called Thug and told ’em every n**ga I shot
Whenever it’s war, you never see the main names
You gotta get everybody he got
Take off a ski mask, prayin’ on the phone
With the E Man to get close to Allah

Failed my driver test
Popped out in the middle of the street, ain’t park the car
Had to rob a n**ga I know, he changed the bag and said it’s za
Every n**ga ’round me had died, I paid the bills off for their momma
Grabbed the Cannon, grabbed the Uzi, spin that b**ch like DJ Drama
I don’t be admitting no crimes
Saying my names on blogs, the minute they dyin’
I’m too trench, you can claim that body, I’m never admiting to slidin’
I’ll never blackball none of y’all b**ch a*s n**gas
Them rappers ain’t doin’ no crime
I’m The Voice, I got choice to let you live or get you slimed

I spent a hundred at Western
On Pat I’ma get in my weapon
He can have that n**ga expensive
Big threat nem dyin’ to get you
That switch s**t bound to get you
Free Mac, we flyin’ to get you
One n**ga ain’t die, he cripple
You ain’t know he gon’ get you, get you
He ain’t keep his pistol, pistol
Harlem Shake when they hit you, hit you

Mad Max, Mad Max
Mad Max, Mad Max
Mad Max, Mad Max…

Written by Lil Durk, Future & HitmanAudio
Album: Only The Family – Lil Durk Presents: Loyal Bros 2
Produced by HitmanAudio
Lil Durk | Future | 2022

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