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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Max B
Max B
Rap
Max Biggavely
Max Biggavely
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charly Wingate
Charly Wingate
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charly Wingate
Charly Wingate
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I walk the streets alone
It's a priviledge
I walk the streets alone
Something you can't do, baby
That's another topic, give it to 'em
[Verse 2]
Them **** need to hit me with my grip
I want it now and I'm a ride on these bitches till I get it
I'm coming down to the studio
We know where you be
You could hid, but you can't run
Get that bitch from me
Here her man come
[Verse 3]
Jealous like a little green monster
These bitches just flashing money
Maxi, I really want ya
I just wanna start a lil' family
Bitch, what you talking about?
Your daddy think I'm a pimp
And your mama can't stand me
[Verse 4]
Candy, brought on her birthday
Fuck is the PD3?
**** is getting thirsty
Lip sing, dammit that's my joint, Max
When you tryna put it out?
She said my dick is the best
So when you tryna pull it out?
[Verse 5]
All my **** hooded out
Hooded up
Now whisper it in her ear
Then tell me is it's good enough
Shorty could've fronted but she didn't
Man, pump and steady pitching man
Got me ducking the fuzz
Somebody's gonna get ya man, damn
[Verse 6]
Just let me live my life with you
I can cook, clean and cater
And be nice to you, oooh
Lil **** you just mad
I won't write with you
Ow
You ain't never seen a **** prolific
Like the Bigger, so let's go
Ow
Picture me rollin'
[Verse 7]
I was speaking to my brother
He told me to keep the pressure on these ****
Never trust em
They test you, motherfuck 'em
**** Gida getting big
Smoked the stroll
He said Bigavel
Watch them **** you with
Then he lit up a L
Gotta give 'em that
[Verse 8]
Bigger manning up
**** bounced back
Gain Greene, bottle of the crew
Blow a ounce back
See the boy finally on his shit
He so handsome
Mama she in love with her grandson
[Verse 9]
Love his chubby cheeks and his nice skin
Looking like his daddy
Back in '80 when he was just a baby
Maybe one day he can be a star
Just like his papa was
Only fucks with the sour
That's how I get a proper buzz
[Verse 10]
Lemme tell you how I was
Wild lil' **** in the streets
**** don't sleep
Running from the police
OG told me,  step on **** had to get to the top
****, we non-stop
****, we gon' pop
[Verse 11]
Just let me live my life with you
I can cook, clean and cater
And be nice to you, oh
Lil **** you just mad
I won't write with you
Ow
You ain't never seen a **** prolific
Like the Bigger, so let's go
Ow
Picture me rollin'
[Verse 12]
Boss Don Biggavel
Oh, man
Shout out to my boy, Young Los
On the beat
Musical genius, yeah
It's Gain Greene baby
Domain Pain
Art of lip singing
So wavy
Gotta love it, ow
Written by: Charly Wingate
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