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)