BATTLEFIELD French Montana & Max B

[Intro: Max B:]
(And dem livin' in a danger zone) Max Biggavel' (in the battlefield)
French Montana Coke Wave
Let's sing to the people, yeah

[Hook: Max B]
Throw ya hands up if you love music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if you love music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if you love music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"
Throw ya hands up if you love music
Lemme hear ya say "Whoo-woo-woo-ooooh"

[Verse 1: Max B]
It's the Surfer Don, the Tre pound squirt and jerk the arm
And I don't care what shirt ya on
I could give a fuck what you did in '95 when you was biddin' in the can
When coke was 26 a gram
Now it's 12 years later, 42 dollars a pop
I keep the gear and pump cocked
Feed you 1 shot if you hungry, satisfy ya appetite
Heard ya baby-moms is a hermaphrodite, braggin' rights
Earned 'em, cause I put ya whole team down with one clip
You sunk my fuckin' battleship, gravel pit
Left arm, chunky monkey, and it sparkle off the glare
He's havin' a fabulous year
Only dropped one compilation in '07, I played in the bing
He had no faith in his team
Couldn't get him fresh even if ya went to Neim & Mar
Keep the heater palmed, these niggas be needin' a bar
Owww