Mad Max (Explicit)
Lil Durk, Future"Mad Max (Explicit)" is a song by Lil Durk, Future, released in 2022 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:19 long and contains 102 lines and 574 words.
Lyrics
0:01I got Hitman on the beat
0:12Spin on the lo' go drop a bag and get a n***a buried
0:15Lil' bro send shots all through your car
0:16He think he Stephen Curry
0:18I done dropped an eight inside my soda
0:20That mean my drink is dirty
0:21I'm gettin' more money in the streets than Ross
0:23I got these chicken servings
0:24And I brung the strippers to the studio just give me service
0:28I'ma put my trust inside this toolie I'ma go 730
0:31Stay with my demons every day these n***as good at murkin'
0:34Droppin' a ticket on 'em the day they tried to play with Shmurky
0:37Can't be cool with n***as
0:39I can't vouch for n***as how they move
0:41Do you like Ruth's Chris
0:42Have my shooter turn you to some food
0:44I'm in the 'Cat
0:45I'm in the trenches
0:45I'm with the demons
0:46I'm in the zoo
0:47I'm bringin' out the racks
0:48I'm goin' buyin' a chain cost a coupe
0:50I bought five hotel rooms to put my clothes up from the mall
0:53N***as turn to raccoons and we crush 'em like a car
0:57My young ***** better take a charge **** another broad
1:00It ain't no RICO case gon' stop another body from droppin'
1:03How many bodies n***as got
1:05How many they got
1:06Mad Max Max Max Mad Max
1:09Run up on a n***a like
1:10Mad Max Max Max
1:11Better get down like
1:11Mad Max
1:12On his a*s
1:12Mad Max Max Max
1:14We kick a n***a like
1:15Mad Max
1:16Man what
1:16I got my stick out leavin' a ***** house
1:18Tell bro ETA to my slot
1:19Let's get it
1:19I could've been part of that RICO
1:20I called Thug and told him every n***a I shot
1:22Slime
1:22Whenever it's war you never see main names
1:24You gotta get everybody he got
1:25Blah
1:26Take off a ski mask
1:26Pray on the phone with the imam to get close to Allah
1:29Failed my driver test pop out in the middle of the street
1:31Ain't park the car
1:32Ain't park the car
1:32Had to rob a n***a I know
1:33He changed the bag and said it's 'za
1:35D**e
1:35Every n***a 'round me had died
1:36I paid the bills off for they mama
1:38Go
1:38Grab the cannon grab the Uzi
1:40Spin that ***** like DJ Drama
1:41I don't be admittin' no crimes
1:43Sayin' my names on blogs
1:44The minute they dyin'
1:45Let's go
1:45I'm too trench you can claim that body
1:46I'm never admittin' to slidin'
1:48Lame a*s
1:48I'll never blackball none of y'all *****-a*s n***as
1:50Them rappers ain't doin' no crime
1:51I'm The Voice
1:52I got choice to let you live or get you slimed
1:54Man what
1:55I spent a hundred at Western
1:55Let's go
1:56On Pat I'ma get in my weapon
1:57Let's go
1:57He can have that n***a expensive
1:58Let's go
1:59Big Threat and 'em dyin' to get you
2:00Let's go
2:01That switch **** bound to get you
2:02Grrah let's go
2:02Free Mac we flyin' to get you
2:04Grrah
2:04One n***a ain't die he crippled
2:05Let's get it
2:05You ain't know we was gon' get you did you
2:07Let's get it
2:07He ain't keep his pistol pistol
2:08Harlem Shake when they hit you hit you
2:10Mad Max Max Max
2:11Let's go
2:12Mad Max
2:13Let's go
2:13Mad Max Max Max
2:14Run up on 'em like
2:15Mad Max
2:16Kill his a*s like
2:17Mad Max Max Max
2:18Hunt him down like
2:18Mad Max
2:19Keep a gun like
I got Hitman on the beat Spin on the lo' go drop a bag and get a n***a buried Lil' bro send shots all 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 servings And I brung the strippers to the studio just give me service I'ma put my trust inside this toolie I'ma go 730 Stay with my demons every day these n***as good at murkin' Droppin' a ticket on 'em the day they tried to play with Shmurky Can't be cool with n***as I can't vouch for n***as how they move Do you like Ruth's 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 racks I'm goin' buyin' a chain cost a coupe I bought five hotel rooms to put my clothes up from the mall N***as turn to raccoons and we crush 'em like a car My young ***** better take a charge **** another broad It ain't no RICO case gon' stop another body from droppin' How many bodies n***as got How many they got Mad Max Max Max Mad Max Run up on a n***a like Mad Max Max Max Better get down like Mad Max On his a*s Mad Max Max Max We kick a n***a like Mad Max Man what I got my stick out leavin' a ***** house Tell bro ETA to my slot Let's get it I could've been part of that RICO I called Thug and told him every n***a I shot Slime Whenever it's war you never see main names You gotta get everybody he got Blah Take off a ski mask Pray on the phone with the imam to get close to Allah Failed my driver test pop out in the middle of the street Ain't park the car Ain't park the car Had to rob a n***a I know He changed the bag and said it's 'za D**e Every n***a 'round me had died I paid the bills off for they mama Go Grab the cannon grab the Uzi Spin that ***** like DJ Drama I don't be admittin' no crimes Sayin' my names on blogs The minute they dyin' Let's go I'm too trench you can claim that body I'm never admittin' to slidin' Lame a*s I'll never blackball none of y'all *****-a*s n***as Them rappers ain't doin' no crime I'm The Voice I got choice to let you live or get you slimed Man what I spent a hundred at Western Let's go On Pat I'ma get in my weapon Let's go He can have that n***a expensive Let's go Big Threat and 'em dyin' to get you Let's go That switch **** bound to get you Grrah let's go Free Mac we flyin' to get you Grrah One n***a ain't die he crippled Let's get it You ain't know we was gon' get you did you Let's get it He ain't keep his pistol pistol Harlem Shake when they hit you hit you Mad Max Max Max Let's go Mad Max Let's go Mad Max Max Max Run up on 'em like Mad Max Kill his a*s like Mad Max Max Max Hunt him down like Mad Max Keep a gun like
Translation
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