Knick Knack Max B (Ft. Jim Jones & Purple City)

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[Chorus: Max B]
Knick-knack, patty-whack, give a dog a bone (Bone)
(It's yo' boy baby, oh yeah, yeah, Boss Don)
Murder
Knick-knack, patty-whack, give a dog a bone (Bone)
(Boss Don, another Byrdgang club banger for these niggas) (D-Dot what up)
Murder
Knick-knack, patty-whack, give a dog a bone (Bone)
(You know we make a lot of consecutive, 'secutive bangers)
Murder
Knick-knack, patty-whack, give a dog a bone (Bone)
(Just doin’ what we do)
Murder

[Verse 1: Max B]
Chyeah, I don't care what you niggas is spittin'
I got the remedy, fuck
In less than a year I got a deal, my energy up
We on the way up in thе club, and the semis is tucked
With plеnty of bucks, sippin' on Remy with some sluts
Niggas lovin’ the swag
They see us, we from the gutter
They see us in the leather, they can't believe that it’s butter
You know my niggas is thugs, they shoot for the bread
Shouts to the [?] only hit you in the feds
They tryna see a nigga jailed, see a nigga fail
They don't want us doing it big, seeing us prevail
Running trains on the tracks, you need another rail
Fuckin' [?] in the back, till they see me make a sale
You ain't see me make a sale, you just ridin’ my dick
Cuz I'm poppin’, gettin' this money, eatin’ very well
I got a 60 a gram, you need to get a scale
I UPS ya figures, put your feet in the mail, bitch