Funky Funk in the Maxima
[Verse]
Rotten stank rides shotgun in the heat
Milk gone sour got me gritting my teeth
Michael Green’s whip
Yeah the Maxima’s cursed
Cheese in the back like it’s riding in a hearse
Funky fog rolling
Windows locked tight
Nissan’s a dungeon
No end in sight
Who leaves dairy to die in the sun
Michael Green
Man
What have you done
[Chorus]
Funky funk in the Maxima
Sour dreams in the back of ya
Cheese screams from the shadows
Bruh
This ain’t a ride
It’s a drama
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Every turn’s a whiff
Every bump’s a blast
Ghost of lactose
Haunting my past
Michael Green
Did you lose your nose
Or do you like your ride smelling like toes
Plastic bag graveyard
Dairy decay
Car’s a crime scene
Don’t park it my way
I’d rather walk barefoot through a swamp of glass
Than sit one more second in your sour gas
[Bridge]
Michael Green
It’s a war zone
Cheddar grenades
Sour milk drones
Your Maxima ain’t no car no more
It’s a four-door fridge from a dairy store
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