Bad to tha Bone Max B (Ft. Giggs)

[Intro: Max B]
Max Biggavel
Haha, yeah
(Couture)

[Verse 1: Max B]
Four-time felon, quick to give a nigga the steamer
Never been on probation, I don't do misdemeanors
Shout out to Big Meech, shout out that nigga Shmurda
My baby, she sold her soul, child out flippin' burgers
I finally got mama house, money couldn't spend it
Seven figures from prison, all mine's independent
Eloquent music god, some would call me genius
Some women want the money, most of 'em love the penis
Came back on post-conviction, post-convictions it be them niggas that's in your [?]
Caught up in the systеm
I was searchin' for little paper, playеd with prophecies (Yeah)
Desperate to find a caper, cocaine shoppin' sprees
Visions to be the nigga, started flippin' music
Negro spirituals, they didn't think that Bigg could do it
Jag on chrome, put the mag' to your dome
Used to be super bad, now I'm just bad to the bone, oh

[Chorus: Max B]
I'm b-b-b-bad (Bad)
A couple mil' in the stash (A couple mil' in the stash)
Two hundred plus on the dash
I fucks with chicks with the bag (I fucks with chicks with the bag)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm bad to the bone (I'm bad)
I'm b-b-b-bad (Bad)
I'm super bad to the bone (Yeah)