7 Day Theory - Da$h, Maxo Kream

Time goes by, puffing on la

Hoping that it get me by

Got a nigga going brazy

It got a nigga going brazy

Said, time goes by, so pour another line

Hoping that it get me high

Got a nigga going brazy

It got a nigga going brazy

So now, so now

So now I’m riding round

On your side of town

Just got a four of Dot

Pour me up

Pulled up on my round

He had 2 O’s of snop

We split that shit

And we sip that shit

So now I’m moving slow

I hit my whore up

Said she need that

I’m runnin' round

Got that gun around

That’s just in case for 'plexing

Safety sex

Have her giving head until she break her neck

I been that nigga, nah

I been that nigga since the fucking gat

Well respected, nah

I’m well connected

Getting fucking cheques

Spiking the soda

Ride like a soldier

Feel like I’m rolling

Shooting down Collins

Just me and Porter

Do what we oughta

Pouring some more up

Rolling the dope up

When I’m in Rome

I do what I wanna, yeah

I’m with the same gang since grade school

Like we say shit

We break rules

Doing all the things that you can’t do

Fucking bad hoes

Eating great food

Address me as Big Skrewface

Five Backwoods

Rolling two eighths

Backseat boyz

Bumping skrew tapes

Act like you fucking know, nigga

Time goes by, puffing on la

Hoping that it get me by

Got a nigga going brazy

It got a nigga going brazy

Time goes by, so pour another line

Hoping that it get me high

Got a nigga going brazy

It got a nigga going brazy

Xan and lean, going crazy

Eyes hazy, smoking on daisies

Backwoods, I’m smoking Slim Shady’s

Sip lazy, thick like gravy

Like the zip, I used the .380

Split the O three ways like Mercedes

Got a

Caucasian bitch named Katie

Suck dick and eat all the babies

Her friend Stacey just wanna face me

Head wavy, say my dick tasty

I can never let the bitch fade me

Dark hoes, I heard they got rabies

I can never let a nigga play me

Above clouds, their word is so shady

Get high off lows on the daily

I’m on some other shit, lighting up another spliff

Wishing that Lil Woodrow and Lil Betho come and hit this shit

Lost another homie now I’m standing 'bout to jump the cliff

30 rounds inside my clip, contemplating psycho shit

Handle bars, I’m cycling

Hella broads, I’m piping them

Pass them off like swisher sweets

We popping them like Vicodins

Few drugs to ease the pain

My sober brain is insane

Out the mud, I got it out the grain

Trill nigga, tryna maintain

Time goes by, puffing on la

Hoping that it get me by

Got a nigga going brazy

It got a nigga going brazy

Time goes by, so pour another line

Hoping that it get me high

Got a nigga going brazy

It got a nigga going brazy