[Intro: Enphamus]
Turn me up in the headphones, twin
And, nigga, know everything I touch turn to fuckin' gold, nigga
Mansa Musa in the flesh, Golden
[Chorus: Enphamus]
Max Payne, Max Payne, real shooter, he don't need a gun range (Bah)
Dick-ridin'-ass nigga, quit pillow talkin', you should get a tongue ring (Niggas be gossipin')
Overcast on a Monday, come to Magic, nigga, make the club rain (Throw it, throw it)
Lay it down on the ground, try to buck and it gon' be a bloodstain (Blatt)
He got split for a brick, that ain't shit, welcome to the drug game (Welcome to the drug game)
Aw, shit, there they go at the door, the nigga better tuck chain (He won't care)
Hе ain't even old enough for a shot, but thе nigga bust brains (Baow)
Kill one of mine, go to jail, get you ate like a mukbang, huh (I'm tellin' you)
[Verse 1: Enphamus]
Two guns to the head, sex, money, murder, nigga, what you bang? (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
Big ETG, I'm the biggest urn, pussy nigga, what you claim? (Golden)
Bet you I crash out like I'm Left Eye, he try to pull a stunt for fame (Skrrt)
This shit for the be sold, not told, nigga, but I'm givin' you the game (I'm tellin' you the game)
[Chorus: Enphamus & Young Nudy]
Max Payne, Max Payne, real shooter, he don't need a gun range (Need a gun range)
Dick-ridin'-ass nigga, quit pillow talkin', you should get a tongue ring (Pussy)
Overcast on a Monday, come to Magic, nigga, make the club rain (Throw it, throw it)
Lay it down on the ground, try to buck and it gon' be a bloodstain (Gon' be a bloodstain)
He got split for a brick, that ain't shit, welcome to the drug game (Welcome to the drug game)
Aw, shit, there they go at the door, the nigga better tuck chain (The nigga better tuck chain, brr)
He ain't even old enough for a shot, but the nigga bust brains (Baow, brr)
Kill one of mine, go to jail, get you ate like a mukbang, huh (Throw it, nigga, slime)
[Verse 2: Young Nudy]
Put a quarter ki' on your head (Quarter ki')
You know that you're dead, my boy (You know that you're dead, my boy)
We steppin' on niggas like work, we turnin' your partner to murk (Yes, sir)
Twenty-five thousand, get him on a shirt (Eugh)
My junkie on Tony, he goin' berserk (Goin' berserk)
He don't pray to God, but he'll kill for the church (Kill for the church)
Baptize him, triple cross him the worst (Slimeball)
Before I got money, I put in my word (Slimeball, put in my work)
Before it was Percs, it was MDMA (MDMA)
Geekin' on Y's and take Xan to the face (Yeah)
A double-G gangster, a goon every day (Double-G gangster, goon every day)
Stick-up for money, it's licks every day (Huh?)
You front like a trapper and slimin' your face (Slimin' your face)
Give me the money, I'll take off his face
I'm creepin' on niggas, I feel like Max Payne, yeah
[Chorus: Enphamus & Young Nudy]
Max Payne, Max Payne, real shooter, he don't need a gun range (Bah, slime)
Dick-ridin'-ass nigga, quit pillow talkin', you should get a tongue ring (Niggas be gossipin')
Overcast on a Monday, come to Magic, nigga, make the club rain (Throw it, throw it)
Lay it down on the ground, try to buck and it gon' be a bloodstain (Blatt)
He got split for a brick, that ain't shit, welcome to the drug game (Welcome to the drug game)
Aw, shit, there they go at the door, the nigga better tuck chain (He won't care)
He ain't even old enough for a shot, but the nigga bust brains (Baow)
Kill one of mine, go to jail, get you ate like a mukbang, huh (I'm tellin' you)
