[Intro: Max B]
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
[Chorus: Chavo]
I'm pickin' up the phone, won't let it disconnect
This for my niggas down the road smoking cigarеttes
It's bigger than "Free you" on the intеrnet
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
[Verse 1: Chavo]
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"
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
[Chorus: Chavo]
I'm pickin' up the phone, won't let it disconnect
This for my niggas down the road smoking cigarеttes
It's bigger than "Free you" on the intеrnet
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
[Verse 1: Chavo]
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"
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