[Intro: French Montana:]
Hold on to ya love

[Chorus: French Montana]
If you wanna do it, take your time
Do it right
You can do it baby
Get yo' money right

[Verse 1: Max B:]
After two fifths of Cru, I had the plan made
Nigga got his food ate, patched it up wit' a band-aid
Max mayonaisse, macaroni cheese, and mustard
Your bitches look busted
Shit got me disgusted, clusters droop off the left wrist
I think I got a death wish
Sittin' back, suicide your thoughts of doin' it
Hittin' the switch, all my niggas could move a brick
I can move the shit on a slow day, no play, okay
I be speakin' to my bitch Oshay
And as we roll on, hold on to ya love
Mami fiendin', she want more drugs
Shaking and she goin' through withdrawls
Big pitfalls, I'm 'bout to be the shit dog
Can a nigga stop what I'm bringin', singin'
Soundin' all good
I'm going all around the hood, it's Max B
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