First of the Month - Max B

Mama, she tryna touch the yayo

We say «Yo, what you need, we got D, we got weed, we got E»

(We got, we got)

She cop it and she love to stay high

Her money good, good, good, she smoke it time after time

So pop the top, we’ll put one in ya girl

This is that bone bone bone, let’s smoke a couple pieces and chill

I got these bitches looking thirst' for a blunt

This not ordinary day in the hood, this is the first of the month

Started out as a little itty baby in this cold, cold world

His poppa had a boy and girl, stressed her momma out

Now she doin' drugs, moving through the city streets

Clean teeth, used to have them pretty feet

Now she pretty weak, from the drug use, fucking all them ballers for they cash

There’s war when I got pot to pass, flew 'em in

Dolo in the crib, tryna fix something to eat

Tryna get something that’s sweet so we can sleep, «Don't lay on the sheets»

Momma she be dripping blood, from the needle in and out of veins

This joint gon' bring you lots of pain, lots of rain

Staring out the window as my poppa waving bye to me

«Baby where the TV, why you lie to me»

Riding we, gunning from my robberies, treating 'em like bitches from the past

Style on 'em as I watch 'em pass

Watch that nigga dash like he in and out

Carlo, he told me, «Wrap that package up and send it out»

It’s the first of the month

Mama, she tryna touch the yayo

We say «Yo, what you need, we got D, we got weed, we got E»

(We got, we got)

She cop it and she love to stay high

Her money good, good, good, she smoke it time after time

So pop the top, we’ll put one in ya girl

This is that bone bone bone, let’s smoke a couple pieces and chill

I got these bitches looking thirst' for a blunt

This not ordinary day in the hood, this is the first of the month

They had a nigga sitting in the county jail wondering

«What's life, I am done with' it».

Run with' it

Baby you can be a star, won’t you just ask Maxi B

Look at how I’m running through they faculty.

Back to back with me

Was my right hand, telling all my business in the street

Said I got it from Dyckman, lightning, piping

Hot, we got burners, and them bundles, we can furnish

Done seen niggas get murdered, I can tell you more

Pumping out the corner store, kept my little look-out in the front

My dudes just moved 'em out the trunk

«Million Dollar Baby Volume One and Two» I love it boo

Classic like that G-funk sound, I fucks with you

Biggavell, I don’t think you really know, how wavy you are

You’s a star.

The fiends, I let 'em park my car

Dipping out the back when I see the Jakes

She need a taste.

Chasin' that paper, she left a trace

It’s the first of the month

Mama, she tryna touch the yayo

We say «Yo, what you need, we got D, we got weed, we got E»

(We got, we got)

She cop it and she love to stay high

Her money good, good, good, she smoke it time after time

So pop the top, we’ll put one in ya girl

This is that bone bone bone, let’s smoke a couple pieces and chill

I got these bitches looking thirst' for a blunt

This not ordinary day in the hood, this is the first of the month

My grandma passed, I really miss her.

Couldn’t go to the funeral and kiss her

In the cell I was staring at her picture

She never liked my way of life, told me I would pay the price

Riding on my foes got me gliding on these hoes

Feeling like some other type of nigga

Come and fuck with the Bigga, we can live it up

One day I’m gon' give it up

Be a family man and settle down with a wife and kid.

Nigga you so trifling

Nigga don’t be tryna spit that righteous shit, you ain’t but a bitch

And baby I don’t like that shit

Staying out late, tryna come home when you want

Tryna come and roll a blunt, tryna come and go for what

You ain’t really wanna be my man, Max.

Damn, Max

Baby you best to stand back.

I can’t stand that

Every time you get around your friends you be, starting yo shit again

On the first of the month

Mama, she tryna touch the yayo

We say «Yo, what you need, we got D, we got weed, we got E»

(We got, we got)

She cop it and she love to stay high

Her money good, good, good, she smoke it time after time

So pop the top, we’ll put one in ya girl

This is that bone bone bone, let’s smoke a couple pieces and chill

I got these bitches looking thirst' for a blunt

This not ordinary day in the hood, this is the first of the month