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Max Wicked
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Max Wicked was released on August 20, 2025 by MonSta Armani as a part of the album Raw
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AlbumRaw
Release DateAugust 20, 2025
LabelMonSta Armani
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MonSta Wicked
MonSta Wicked
Rap
MonSta Armani
MonSta Armani
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Armani Dean
Cameron Armani Dean
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Da WicKman
Da WicKman
Producer

Lyrics

Man, tell them bitches free Mad Max, knowing what the fuck we on
We ain't playing games with them lil boys, we quick to bust they domes
Them **** scary as the fuck, they hiding in their homes
No, it's a fact I'm at your hat you should've left me alone
How you wanna start something you can't finish?
Knowing WicKed stand on business
I was cool, I could admit it
That shit turned me to a menace
If you wanna smoke, then you can get it
I'm trained for war I'm too committed
Tell me how the fuck you living when **** run you in your city
**** mad, I speak the truth, but coppin' out, they want a truce
I been on my P's and Q's, WicKed Klan, we got the juice
Bitch I'ma win, no, I can't lose
This choppa dance, make you footloose
You play them dicks, boy, you a cooch
Swear you a dog, bitch, you a pooch
Let me say it clearly, you a bitch, ain't take a shot, you **** missed
I just scratched somethin' off the list, phone boomin' off the ritz
Don't even try to mention Mad Max, knowing he gon' bat you in your shit
La Jay he ain't got no understandin, he'll shoot shit till it clicks
Gwop a bust your fuckin' top, he set you up, using a bitch
Think it's a game, I catch you laggin, this new Glock came with a glitch
I'm full of anger, mind at rage, so bitch, you is in danger
You ain't never felt that fuckin' flame, that's why I need a banger
He tryna step up La WicKed, got put up like a hanger
Gone turn that boy to strange fruit and let his body dangle
Don't ever think you got us beat, we slide from every angle
That boy got caught up in that mix, and now that **** mangled
Bitch, and that's facts, them pussy boy know they some rats
Cut off that music, gon' fuck with that trash
Granddad puttin' belt to ass
Slidin' fast, I'm pushin' the gas
I'm Jim Carrey, when he put on that mask
Know a **** finna do you bad, tryna see wassam, finna fuck with that
Man, tell them bitches free Mad Max, knowing what the fuck we on
We ain't playing games with them lil boys, we quick to bust they domes
Them **** scary as the fuck, they hiding in their homes
No, it's a fact I'm at your hat you should've left me alone
How you wanna start something you can't finish?
Knowing WicKed stand on business
I was cool, I could admit it
That shit turned me to a menace
If you wanna smoke, then you can get it
I'm trained for war I'm too committed
Tell me how the fuck you living when **** run you in your city
Written by: 'Cameron Dean'
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