Max Caster Lyrics by Westside Gunn
Let me tell you how life been recently
Statik Selektah
Let me tell you how life been recently
Gangsta
I’m fresh back from Italy
Shootin’ videos with my superstar artists in Milan
Took Moms to Venice
Bought her a ninety-thousand dollar chandelier
With that Murano glass
Me, me and Lake in Lake Como, he with wifey
I’m drivin’ a motorboat gettin’ motorboated
FLYGOD
Ayo, the almighty strict about the almighty dollar
Know niggas got locked up by Ka— (FLYGOD)
Ayo, the almighty strict about the almighty dollar
Know niggas got locked up by Ka— (FLYGOD)
Ayo, the almighty strict about the almighty dollar
Know niggas got locked up ‘by Kamala
Know niggas got a free comma from Trump
Blew it, started robbin’ niggas the next months
Bullets flew off his head, gave my shooter a chest bump
Bad guy, I’m out in Grammy week with my shit tucked
Bad guy, I’m out in Fashion Week with my shit
When you layin’, nigga, hit me, got a brick or a bitch
Got a gun, got a vest, head shot, lot of mess, I’m proud of myself
Eight-hundred K on my neck, I Prada myself (Ah)
House, I paid two-mill’ cash
You better pray, you don’t want this beam on your ass
King of all kings
In all black, out the sky like Sting, I live by the ring (Ah)
Fourth Rope master, neck’s all in me vs. Max Caster (Ah)
Fuck y’all, guess who got the last laugh though
My homie from the D call me his baby, ’cause it’s mad love
Trench on, black Bottega gloves, black snub (Ah)
St. Regis, in my towel, gettin’ a back-rub (SUPER FLYGOD)
SUPER FLYGOD
Still Praying
Virgil, we miss you
Try all you want, hahaha
You niggas can’t do this
