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Indigoism

2013

Maxing out

(Hook)
Me and my niggas just maxing out
Passing weed till we're passing out
Motherfucking guys better watch your mouth
Yea you know what the fuck my gang about
Growing up, floating on
That LSD, that potent drug
Got a nigga blowing up like opera
If you don't know God, let me show you bro!
Let me show you bro!
If you ain't with us!
Let me show you bro
If you ain't with us!
All my living guys they fuck with us
All my queen bitches, they know what's up
If you ain't with the white, get the fuck from us
On some Third Eye shit what you put it on

(Verse)
Lucy got me lucid, sour deezal, power refill, uh
Due to the fact I rap she confessed her love for a nigga
Why you're staring to the people?
Helo lovers are controlled by the ego
We float nigga bow down to the beast coast
We smoke by the piece, so we go join now
Maxing out, packs are loud at the shows
Merfed it out in the garage, nigga so blow go
You know what I'm talking about
Deep inside lil homie free your mind
And try to deep the shine of your elite design.
Read the signs, they're getting weaker, you conquer
So I yoga the flame, went to the blood full of Blanca
Releasing the pain, I shook a bitch so not
She's popped shit off, nigga the goon squad guy is lost
Who gonna stop me now?
Third Eye chop em down
Got shades on, I don't see these clowns
Elevated nigga, you stuck to the ground!
You aim, you tight, you aim
For the cool guys that I utilize
I bring from the rise to the most high, nigga fuck fame
If Lakwich be the block which we came from
Ain't shit changed with the income
It's 2012, niggas still dumb
My dick superstar, for she'll still come
But off Lara Croft, homey aint done
To the hundred millions so it’s good I’ve lived here
47 shift bitch, demons on the hit list, bow
Success knock a nigga down
I'll be puffing loud on the cloud, maxing out

(Hook)
Me and my niggas just maxing out
Passing weed till we're passing out
Motherfucking guys better watch your mouth
Yea you know what the fuck my gang about
Growing up, floating on
That LSD, that potent drug
Got a nigga blowing up like opera
If you don't know God, let me show you bro!
Let me show you bro!
If you ain't with us!
Let me show you bro
If you ain't with us!
All my living guys they fuck with us
All my queen bitches, they know what's up
If you ain't with the white, get the fuck from us
On some Third Eye shit what you put it on

(Verse)
Herb shot as you know I'm faded
Sour deezal, hop on the spaceship
Smoking loud, yeah, a nigga hating
I roll it up and now nigga face it!
Yeah, a nigga face it
I ain't pass the shit, and nigga ain't no paying
Higher conscious, mellow it
For the love motherfucker got weed for days
Lil niggas can't hang with us
Brought hoes in, nigga ain't no rush
Two straight niggas taste better than one
Pat most list I'm getting fucked up
Rolling up on that endo
Put a lil hashish, so we hit slow
I ain't giving two grams cause we ain't broke
Four nigga's in the room so we burn four
One man to a split burnin double O
And if a couple bitches come we gonna get mo
And if we finna get drunk get the Rosmo
And now we sippin that lean, got me slow mo
I'm getting high, trap my body and free my mind
Clear the negative that's inside
This weed is strong though, you know my style!
Lampin up on that cannabis
Got a nigga froze up like mannequins
With a shit so long can't handle it
Got a hit so strong, she passing it
I'm laughing shit, on my black look bad as shit
This to the face I ain’t passing it
Got the nod, nod I master it
I makin moves cause we have to win
I rap bow like a activist!

(Hook)
Me and my niggas just maxing out
Passing weed till we're passing out
Motherfucking guys better watch your mouth
Yea you know what the fuck my gang about
Growing up, floating on
That LSD, that potent drug
Got a nigga blowing up like opera
If you don't know God, let me show you bro!
Let me show you bro!
If you ain't with us!
Let me show you bro
If you ain't with us!
All my living gods they fuck with us
All my queen bitches, they know what's up
If you ain't with the white, get the fuck from us
On some Third Eye shit what you put it on

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(Verse)
Lucy got me lucid, sour deezal, power refill, uh
Due to the fact I rap she confessed her love for a nigga
Why you're staring to the people?
Helo lovers are controlled by the ego
We float nigga bow down to the beast coast
We smoke by the piece, so we go join now
Maxing out, packs are loud at the shows
Merfed it out in the garage, nigga so blow go
You know what I'm talking about
Deep inside lil homie free your mind
And try to deep the shine of your elite design.
Read the signs, they're getting weaker, you conquer
So I yoga the flame, went to the blood full of Blanca
Releasing the pain, I shook a bitch so not
She's popped shit off, nigga the goon squad guy is lost
Who gonna stop me now?
Third Eye chop em down
Got shades on, I don't see these clowns
Elevated nigga, you stuck to the ground!
You aim, you tight, you aim
For the cool guys that I utilize
I bring from the rise to the most high, nigga fuck fame
If Lakwich be the block which we came from
Ain't shit changed with the income
It's 2012, niggas still dumb
My dick superstar, for she'll still come
But off Lara Croft, homey aint done
To the hundred millions so it’s good I’ve lived here
47 shift bitch, demons on the hit list, bow
Success knock a nigga down
I'll be puffing loud on the cloud, maxing out

(Verse)
Herb shot as you know I'm faded
Sour deezal, hop on the spaceship
Smoking loud, yeah, a nigga hating
I roll it up and now nigga face it!
Yeah, a nigga face it
I ain't pass the shit, and nigga ain't no paying
Higher conscious, mellow it
For the love motherfucker got weed for days
Lil niggas can't hang with us
Brought hoes in, nigga ain't no rush
Two straight niggas taste better than one
Pat most list I'm getting fucked up
Rolling up on that endo
Put a lil hashish, so we hit slow
I ain't giving two grams cause we ain't broke
Four nigga's in the room so we burn four
One man to a split burnin double O
And if a couple bitches come we gonna get mo
And if we finna get drunk get the Rosmo
And now we sippin that lean, got me slow mo
I'm getting high, trap my body and free my mind
Clear the negative that's inside
This weed is strong though, you know my style!
Lampin up on that cannabis
Got a nigga froze up like mannequins
With a shit so long can't handle it
Got a hit so strong, she passing it
I'm laughing shit, on my black look bad as shit
This to the face I ain’t passing it
Got the nod, nod I master it
I makin moves cause we have to win
I rap bow like a activist!