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maxxx flair - f@#k !t lyrics

f@#k !t

verse 1

black out i’m here to f-ck up the scene
with game 6 and fuego, n-gga we’ the brand new regime
i put that on my life like i was grippin -ss at the age of 13
now i’m 23 tryin’ kick the f-ckin’ door down to jimmy iovine.,
n-gga let me in, let me in, see the blood, sweat, tears drippin’ off my pen
motherf-ck your rem if you’re sleeping again, i’m heavy puttin’ out gems
blowin’ up the lab ‘cause i never paid attention in chem
now they’ payin shows for these wavy flows from cali back to upenn
n-ggas better take note, i embraced being broke
never hit the block with a sack of the c0ke
it’s ironic, ‘cause now i’m living so dope
hater’ want a favor, middle finger nope
that’s my mantra with no sponsor; i’m fire like ganja
did this “thang” on my own accord n-gga my drive is like honda
i tell n-ggas they’ nice then all they hear is “sikes” like “wanda
so why ponder? if rap is tall coochie i’m gon’ climb her
i feast, check my piece, rap is home, check my lease
said i’m cooking, check my grease, i (scream noise) your girl, check my sheets
ain’t no ysl in my closet or gucci all on my soles
so i rise and shine for the profit ‘til it’s obvious how i roll
f-ck it

(pre-hook)

f-ck it? f-ck it? f-ck it? f-ck it? f-ck it? f-ck it? f-ck it? d-mn right

verse 2

white out, i’m here to brighten the scene
with fuego and game 6, n-gga we’re the brand new regime
that’s word to sunny word to vaughn
word to my pops and word to my mom
word to my girl and word to keyz
i’m finna stem out while you’re puffin on leaves
toke that, n-gga smoke that get high
never had “2 chainz” that’s “no lie”
sit your -ss down i’m a stand up guy
new york city on my back, that’s pride
i’ve been working, late night lurking
amputating beats like surgeons
chop ‘em up, hibachi cheffin’ ‘til i’m benihana splurging
no b-tching in my kitchen, this heat is all i know now
hear the sirens behind me, but no way in h-ll i’ll slow down
i’m still that same youngin’ went to wagner, hooped at lunch and
never cut a cl-ss but all the shorties wanted me to bump ‘em
the point, when time is crunchin’ i’m only here to be me
indian in my veins got me on point like a tee pee
from cd to tv, watch me go 3d
on stages fans waving that low tide brings seaweed, i’m like f-ck it!

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