Mak11 - Apocalypse Lyrics

Watch, wrist
Sauce, drip
Watch, this
I got it, lit
Boss, shit
Squad, rich
Opps, sick
I got 'em, pissed
Want this guap make my pockets split
I'm on top ain't gon drop a bit
Not gon stop mane I got this shit
Dawg I got game I'm popping it
All this pot stay intolerant
Dodging cops they can't collar this
Watch them opps playing opposite
Got them caught up
Brought them straight to apocalypse
This not what they want, but they told me it was
Got Hoss on the bong, I been smoking this bud
This pot is so strong when it flow through my blood
The Wok got me gone, no mimosas just mud
My sauce it be sloshing like soap with the suds
They stopped when they saw me to soak up the sludge
They squad be so sloppy, they slower than slugs
I stomp 'em and stop 'em, my shoulder just shrug
It don't bother me
Finna fuck up his dome like lobotomy
I get drunk begin flowing robotically
I been running this show so methodically
Want some hunnits to blow on a shopping spree
'Til my money won't fold imma stock them g's
I can't fuck with them hoes in all honesty
Up in the cut with my cros where I oughta be
Opps they ain't stopping me
Yuh
Watch, wrist
Sauce, drip
Watch, this
I got it, lit
Boss, shit
Squad, rich
Opps, sick
I got 'em, pissed
Want this guap make my pockets split
I'm on top ain't gon drop a bit
Not gon stop mane I got this shit
Dawg I got game I'm popping it
All this pot stay intolerant
Dodging cops they can't collar this
Watch them opps playing opposite
Got them caught up
Brought them straight to apocalypse

Watch, wrist
Sauce, drip
Watch, this
I got it, lit
Boss, shit
Squad, rich
Opps, sick
I got 'em, pissed
Want this guap make my pockets split
I'm on top ain't gon drop a bit
Not gon stop mane I got this shit
Dawg I got game I'm popping it
All this pot stay intolerant
Dodging cops they can't collar this
Watch them opps playing opposite
Got them caught up
Brought them straight to apocalypse
This not what they want, but they told me it was
Got Hoss on the bong, I been smoking this bud
This pot is so strong when it flow through my blood
The Wok got me gone, no mimosas just mud
My sauce it be sloshing like soap with the suds
They stopped when they saw me to soak up the sludge
They squad be so sloppy, they slower than slugs
I stomp 'em and stop 'em, my shoulder just shrug
It don't bother me
Finna fuck up his dome like lobotomy
I get drunk begin flowing robotically
I been running this show so methodically
Want some hunnits to blow on a shopping spree
'Til my money won't fold imma stock them g's
I can't fuck with them hoes in all honesty
Up in the cut with my cros where I oughta be
Opps they ain't stopping me
Yuh
Watch, wrist
Sauce, drip
Watch, this
I got it, lit
Boss, shit
Squad, rich
Opps, sick
I got 'em, pissed
Want this guap make my pockets split
I'm on top ain't gon drop a bit
Not gon stop mane I got this shit
Dawg I got game I'm popping it
All this pot stay intolerant
Dodging cops they can't collar this
Watch them opps playing opposite
Got them caught up
Brought them straight to apocalypse