Текст песни 11:59 - Maxo Kream

Your love is what I'm waiting for (your love, your love, your love)
Your love is what I'm waiting for (your love, your love, your love)

I could rap about trappin', servin' nickels, slangin' dimes (dimes)
See niggas turn 12 like 11:59 (59)
I could rap about licks, bricks, weed, slangin' iron (iron)
Country ass nigga, country like LeAnn Rimes

We could talk about some hoes
But don't ask me 'bout my bitch
I'll buy my girl an ass if I really want her thick
We can't talk about no Crippin 'less you talkin' politics
When it come to gangbangin'
I'm a fuckin' congressman (fuckin' congressman)

See, I can talk about a stick
And I can talk about a Glock (Glock, Glock)
I can talk 'bout this and that, spice lane
It's a knot (knot, knot)
When it's plex, I'm at your neck
Ain't no need to talk it out (out)

Nigga, I'm a big stepper, walk you down and walk you out
Box it out or pop the Glock, I was always head first
Never ran from a nigga, don't ask if my legs work
Put in so much leg work, that my fuckin' legs hurt
Before I fuck, need head first, let me see your neck work

She ask me what's my networth
VV, diamond shinin', bitch, you see my neck work
Bust down Cuban links, she wanna link and network
'Fore we sex, need head first, show me how that neck work

I could rap about trappin', servin' nickels, slangin' dimes (dimes)
See, niggas turn 12 like 11:59 (11:59, 9, 9, 9)
I could rap about licks, bricks, weed, slangin' iron (iron)
Country ass nigga, country like LeAnn Rimes

What you know about Molly? I can show you 'bout Keisha
Do a homi', pay for bodies, but I never paid for features
Not a pastor or a reverend, I could preach about steppin'
In the streets, I got credits, swipe your body with a Visa

Shootin' pistols like a pencil, had to put in lead work
Off the porch, head first, I had to bump my head first
I never ran from a nigga
Don't ask if my legs work (work, work)
Put in so much leg work, that my fuckin' legs hurt

I could rap about trappin', servin' nickels, slangin' dimes (dimes)
See niggas turn 12 like 11:59 (59)
I could rap about licks, bricks, weed, slangin' iron (iron)
Country ass nigga, country like LeAnn Rimes

We could talk about some hoes
But don't ask me 'bout my bitch
I'll buy my girl an ass if I really want her thick
We can't talk about no Crippin 'less you talkin' politics
When it come to gangbangin'
I'm a fuckin' congressman (fuckin' congressman)

Yeah, no, I ain't trippin' off no booty or no coochie
That shit don't move me, you know what I'm sayin'?
I need a motherfuckin' bag, you know what I'm sayin'?
Purse first, ass last, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, Maxo (put in so much leg work)
Maxo, Maxo (that my fuckin' legs hurt)