Free Max B

It's Vigilante Season, man
 I done rolled and became a boss since the last time you met me, man
 Things just changed, man
 Niggas runnin' 'round talkin' 'bout I'm the law, nigga
 Man, I run the organization, man, the streets is mine, man
 I make, I make, I make bread, and, and I, and I (Yo, Pi'erre)
 Like, niggas follow me, man
 I'm not with that, it's never, it's never nothin' no more
 Like, I look like a boss
 I feel like a boss, I taste like a boss, nigga
 Max Biggavel
 Fuck outta here, man
 I'm pickin' up the phone, won't let it disconnect
 This for my niggas down the road smoking cigarettes
 It's bigger than "Free you" on the internet
 Ask your BM
 "Is your baby gettin' bigger yet?" (Is she gettin' bigger?)
 A opp send somethin' my way and I'ma send it back
 Ain't no pussy in my blood, ain't got no kin to that
 My bitch say I'm stuck in my ways, she gon' remember that
 Let me hit the road, I'll be back home, I'm bringin' dinner back
 Shit, I need ten of those
 We went up north and we did the most
 I could've got it through Interpol
 I ain't a captain but a general
 Run through it fast and send for more
 Talkin' through the glass wall really hurt my core
 And you ain't with me now, so it hurt for sure
 Big bands on me now, I could hurt a store
 Niggas pop out, don't dare us
 When I tat my face, my mom gon' tear up
 Throw her hands up and square up
 Here's a 20-ball, you don't care, huh?
 You niggas think them ugly-ass mean mugs really gon' scare some
 I tell chachi grab my backpack, then all you hear is, "Run"
 Let me show you my new shit, check it, right, look
 My new shit, she loves me, she loves me not
 She loves me, she loves me not
 She loves me, she loves me not, she love me, ah
 (Max, what's goin' on?)
 (Since the last time we spoke on The Come Up)
 (Lot of shit transpired since then)
 That did like, what? How many views that shit got?
 I'm pickin' up the phone, won't let it disconnect
 This for my niggas down the road smoking cigarettes
 It's bigger than "Free you" on the internet
 Ask your BM
 "Is your baby gettin' bigger yet?" (Is she gettin' bigger?)
 A opp send somethin' my way and I'ma send it back
 Ain't no pussy in my blood, ain't got no kin to that
 My bitch say I'm stuck in my ways, she gon' remember that
 Let me hit the road, I'll be back home, I'm bringin' dinner back
 You niggas is not the wave, misbehave
 I'm sendin' some shots for days
 Disrespect, immediate retaliation
 I will not contemplate
 At the Monterey, five Perks in my pocket, bae
 I bet they'll be gone today
 Eat prawn filet
 Ma pray every night to the Lord that she hope Rayshaun okay
 Nigga clutchin' on his pants like he
 holdin' onto something, he a goner, bae
 Uncle call me like, "Neph, I got a load in"
 'Cause he know I'll get it gone today
 We got clean guns and dirty ones
 You wan' play? Then it's bombs away
 Know a fiend that sing like Lana Rey
 Wear my jewelry, no security, nigga, when I'm around the way
 Not in the crib, I'm not in the studio, we been grindin' extra
 I got money now, I got power
 And I'm ready to ride
 I'm pickin' up the phone, won't let it disconnect
 This for my niggas down the road smoking cigarettes
 It's bigger than "Free you" on the internet
 Ask your BM
 "Is your baby gettin' bigger yet?" (Is she gettin' bigger?)
 A opp send somethin' my way and I'ma send it back
 Ain't no pussy in my blood, ain't got no kin to that
 My bitch say I'm stuck in my ways, she gon' remember that
 Let me hit the road, I'll be back home, I'm bringin' dinner back
 (One, two, three, four, five)
 (One, two, three, four, five)