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Max Out
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Max Out was released on February 10, 2026 by Illustrious as a part of the album Max Out - Single
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Release DateFebruary 10, 2026
LabelIllustrious
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blitzetti
Blitzetti
Vocals
Iso Ballin
Iso Ballin
Vocals
Clive Wallace, Jr.
Clive Wallace, Jr.
Vocals
Donovin Ravenel
Donovin Ravenel
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clive Wallace, Jr.
Clive Wallace, Jr.
Lyrics, Composer
Donovin Ravenel
Donovin Ravenel
Lyrics, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
I.V. Productions
I.V. Productions
Producer

Lyrics

Just do that and then let the music do somethin' and do that again
That'd be enough for a record
I mean, you only want two and a half minutes if you can get it
You know, three minutes max
Grah, grah (do I need to imagine it?)
Pretty scared to bite, ayy
Mixin' the L with the V
Welcome to hell, bitch, come have a seat
Leather face creepin' upright on that V
And I'm dumpin' the K in the range with the G
Dumpin' that K, we call it: "a knock," 'cause
Heads knockin' the pave, boom-bada, boom-bing
All of my **** do pop ups, no, we don't pocket no change
Run up guap in the rain
Drip in Hermès, Supreme
Shooter galore if you run into me
Tuckin' his tail when I post on IG
'Cause he know he don't got more money than me (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Boogeyman, spooky
Stay with a mac, 1 slat, rest tookie
She got a jet, ass fat, shit suki
Bad bitch, Haitian, gimme that pussy
Broke-ass bitch don't mention my team (no)
Steppin' on court and I'm pullin' from three, like
Never the same no tweakin'
And I'm feeling like Steph when I'm clutchin' the beam, like
La-laser
Roll up the opps, dead, blaze 'em
Scoot off his hot head, razor
****, that's gangsta, all of my ****, they dangerous
Totin' that Knox, but you know you won't oot that (no)
Dirty-ass ****, don't do that
Wolf on the line, I love when she do that (slee)
30 ball, give her like 2 racks
2 racks and turnin' 45, on the flip back (money)
Take a **** check, go get that
Take a **** bitch and the best friend with that
2 on a dick, same time, no mismatch
2 legs for G, but I keep me a trio
Bracelet bussin', like Frio
Dark skin baddie, I'm beatin' her badly (badly)
When she cummin', she creamin' in Creole
Who fuckin' with us?
Plain Jane bitch, but I'm bussin' up
She be suckin' on dick while I'm crushin' it up
Don't you talk to my bitch, is you buggin' or what?
Know I'm tuckin' up
Clown-ass kid, Is you stupid or what?
Bum-ass **** always got a problem
And shit be jokes, you don't got no money
We still gon' drill 'em and rob 'em
Joke's up for them clowns
We up it, he stuck in them clouds (clouds)
Moonwalk, fuck runnin' them down
Smooth, like Mike Jack, shoot, spin right back, jump in a crowd
So I'm gunnin' 'em down (down)
Back out if I go outta town (grra)
Spazz out, smokin' Za out the pound
Dump, like Luka, oot that ooter
Ball out of bounds
Blue 42, Blue 42
Set up an audible, callin' it through
Blue 42, Blue 42
Flooded with hundreds of thousands in jewels
Iso baller, I'm playin' for keeps (SB)
Sippin' 1942
Spendin' them dubs and tuckin' them blues
Bitch, don't never compare me to you (the boss)
Full court press, Blitzetti gon' blitz 'em
Pierce that pussy, my bullets gon' clits 'em
Stay with a chop, karate, jujitsu (grrr)
Stay with a (pow), pistol whip 'em
(Max out) macs out (max out)
Don't you be mad, ****, I'm maxed out, maxed out
Mad Max (yeah)
Bumpin' his ****, that bitch wanna act out, act out (maxed out)
I'm caught in a whop
We bringin' the max out, macs out (max out)
Mad Max
Don't get me mad, ****, I'm maxed out, maxed out
Written by: Clive Wallace, Jr., Donovin Ravenel
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