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Featuring(s) : Freddie Gibbs

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[Chorus: Maxo Kream]
Now what I look like
And if it ain't money, I don't look right
Corvettes and private jets, I don't book flights
Gamble for the money but I don't shoot dice
Shoot just like dice, I shoot once not twice
Shoot so precise but I still punch, fight
Mr. Maxo Tookie, yeah the Crip blue Suge Knight
Every time they see me they like, "Ooh, that's new ice"

[Verse 1: Maxo Kream]
New G63, cut the roof not the top back
We shootin' 223's at the roof, knock his top back
I'm in another league, when I speak, you can't talk back
'Cause I talk big racks and I tote big straps
And I can't snort lines because I sold crack
And I don't do lines, I sleep through these bags
Don't sneak diss online, 'cause I still squeeze 9's
Just pull up, flatline and push your shit back

[Chorus: Maxo Kream & Freddie Gibbs]
Now what I look like
And if it ain't money, I don't look right
Corvettes and private jets, I don't book flights
Gamble for the money but I don't shoot dice
Shoot just like dice, I shoot once not twice
Shoot so precise but I still punch, fight
Mr. Maxo Tookie, yeah the Crip blue Suge Knight (Yeah, yeah)
Every time they see me they like, "Ooh, that's new ice" (Yeah, yeah, [?], baby, let's get it)

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Rippin' and flippin' that thing, I ship it off, wrap a book tight (Yeah)
Niggas been switchin' the smack, I still got crack, I got good white (Yeah)
Chicken with twenty-eight racks, I'm takin' it back if it cook right (Yeah-yeah)
Hundred and eight-four pounds, bitch, I'm the real skinny Suge Knight (Woo)
Keep 'em package in the check-in baggage, that's one the rabbit holes (Yeah)
Nigga ran off, had to toss his ass in the rabbit hole (Yeah)
I just copped the Buckhead condo for my Atlanta ho (Bitch)
Gettin' sloppy top with the 7 in automatic mode
I pray Lord Allah got forgiveness for killers (Yeah)
We pray when we lost but forget when we winnin' (Yeah)
Courthouse, penitentiary was not my intention
I front door my front seats in front of my engine, yeah
Sports cars off the work, call 'em work cars (Yeah)
Your ho don't like a like a hitta blow, I let the vert park (Yeah)
For Christmastime, I got obituaries for your squad
I put that shit on DVL 'cause I don't swear to God, yeah

[Chorus: Maxo Kream]
And what the fuck I look like
And if it ain't money, I don't look right
Corvettes and private jets, I don't book flights
Gamble for the money but I don't shoot dice
Shoot just like dice, I shoot once not twice
Shoot so precise but I still punch, fight
Mr. Maxo Tookie, yeah the Crip blue Suge Knight
Every time they see me they like, "Ooh, that's new ice"

[Instrumental Outro]

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