Lyrics Casket - Mak11

You lookin' for me, I'm with Preme in Calabasas
Sippin' lean and poppin' pills, no, I ain't fastin'
This coupe a 2019, hope that I don't crash it
These bitches know I only hit 'em when I'm blasted
VV's dancing on me, that's just what that cash did
I hope that I can do what Abel and what Cash did
My opps are dead, I hope they rollin' in they casket
I got a sack, I roll it up until my last spliff
What makes you think you better than the last bitch?
I'll never put all my eggs inside of one basket
Walking off on my Postmates, I got my ratchet
I'm from the Rex, you know I won't hesitate to clap it

Bad bitch said she want a brown boy
Shuttin' down yo' city and yo' town, boy
Ballin' every time we come around, boy
That's why shawty drop it to the ground
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me

You bring them haters round me, I'ma go berserk
You ask about me, they gon' say I got that work
Sorry, I cannot be faithful, I'm a flirt
Fuck with the money, I'ma hit 'em where it hurt
Left the country, hit the road and got my money up
Say one day she gonna leave me, well, bitch, hurry up
Only call me when it's somethin' that you need
I swear I always liked you better on your knees
I got a foreign bitch, she come from overseas
The only English that she know is, "Daddy, please"
I just dropped my top so everybody sees
I don't fear no nigga, everybody bleeds

Bad bitch said she want a brown boy
Shuttin' down yo' city and yo' town, boy
Ballin' every time we come around, boy
That's why shawty drop it to the ground
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me

First up Reps Up
Shout out XO OVO
Had to flex I want my clout
I'm next to blow
Cut that check like Draco
Crank dat on ya hoe
No they can't mistake that MAK11 flow
I break the mold
Just poured up a four with We Ain't Spoke
We got exotic pop
Drop it to the floor lil shawty
Show me what that body got
She put on a show for me
Yeah she don't even wanna talk
I hope someone can chauffeur me
I'm rolling bro I'm molly whopped
Lot of ops round me want my spot
Always taking shots
Probably cuz I'm hot
On God they hate a lot
That ain't a shock
Drop some rocks all up on my watch
Dollars say the clock
Watch me run the dot
Never chase a thot
Just make this guap

Bad bitch said she want a brown boy
Shuttin' down yo' city and yo' town, boy
Ballin' every time we come around, boy
That's why shawty drop it to the ground
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me
To the ground, to the ground, to the ground for me