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Maxfields
123
Hip-Hop/Rap
Maxfields werd uitgebracht op 21 juni 2026 door Banjul Music Group als onderdeel van het album No Turning Back
album cover
Releasedatum21 juni 2026
LabelBanjul Music Group
TaalEnglish
Melodische kwaliteit
Akoestiek
Valence
Dansbaarheid
Energie
BPM76

Muziekvideo

Muziekvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pz'
Pz'
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Papa Njie
Papa Njie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
luc1us
luc1us
Producer
xgianii
xgianii
Producer
Xami
Xami
Producer

Songteksten

Luc1us, you the goat
I had dreams of cashing out at Maxfield
Now I'm stayin' down a street from Maxfield, hey
Pop out, Paris, France, I'm posted with Mack Will, uh
I'm on the Southside with a ten mill'
You cashed out on some brand-new clothes, you got a rap deal
I pop out, AP two-tone, bitch, I been trill
I upped the price on Dior Homme, I'm the real deal
I had to run away from home, man, it's been real
Now I'm in London eating scones, I ain't have a meal
You movin' sloppy, gettin' geeked up off every pill
ShawtyRokk gon' drop the top, we bust like every seal
Might run up a bag and write it in my fuckin' will
Might pull off in Jags, my shawty smell like chamomile
Cosigning the swag, these pussy-**** ain't real
I'm crushin' up Promethazine 'cause I feel ill
Man, Pz' flooded up his neck, I think he growin' gills
I had dreams of cashing out at Maxfield (Yeah)
Now I'm stayin' down a street from Maxfield, hey
Pop out, Paris, France, I'm posted with Mack Will, uh
I'm on the Southside with a ten mill' (Yeah)
You cashed out on some brand-new clothes, you got a rap deal (Yeah)
I pop out, AP two-tone, bitch, I been trill
I upped the price on Dior Homme, I'm the real deal
I had to run away from home, man, it's been real
Now I'm in London eating scones, I ain't have a meal
You movin' sloppy, gettin' geeked up off every pill (Yeah)
ShawtyRokk gon' drop the top, we bust like every seal
Might run up a bag and write it in my fuckin' will
Might pull off in Jags, my shawty smell like chamomile
Cosigning the swag, these pussy-**** ain't real (Yeah)
I'm crushin' up Promethazine 'cause I feel ill
Man, Pz' flooded up his neck, I think he growin' gills (Yeah)
I smell some pussy in the air
A foreign vibe, I love her fragrance through the hair
She eat it up, I smack her on the derrière
She fucked that ****, but he can't even compare
Written by: Papa Njie
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