Still Wavy Jay Critch (Ft. Max B)

[Intro: Max B]
Shit

[Verse 1: Max B]
A grand slam, this a curveball
I put the wiki-wiki wax on my surfboard
I could bring the city back on my surfboard
I let you niggas piggyback on my surfboard
I left the people with a wave and they ain't even know
I let 'em use the studio and they ain't even blow
Even booked some nightclubs to pay me for my flows (Pay me)
I put the love, they ain't even show
See, I knew that you was never mistreated in the past
I want the truth, beat it out your ass
Damn, baby cheated in my stash
But it never really mattеred, she needed thе cash
It was just a couple dollars, three to four hundred
See, I ride my own waves, I need it, never want it
So what you say? Complete it in the summer
Niggas be jizz on my sneakers, keep 'em comin'

[Chorus: Max B]
Cop the GT Porsche, she drive it off the lot
I make a bitch detour, my ride to the top
I hit the club, niggas hungry, then sit down, yeah
I want the top, solidified spot
Only wavy-ass bitch you can find me on
I can make this shit sound like an R&B song
I can make it 2Pac and some Jon B. on
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah, come on