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Bitch I never tap out
Do it 'til I pass out
I just hit him with the piston like I bring the Mac out
Thirty plus saves on a song and they can't fathom

turning murky
Feel my legs quit working
Keep falling down while I'm traveling this journey
Need an ally to my juice juice juice yeah
Ariana to my Mac but

on the culdesac, James come scoop then we blow the pack, uh
That was back on the twenty sacks, uh, R&R with a coke to back, uh
Double 0 roamin round the Mac, never

(Damn she waddle) (Ah)
On the daily

Used to could only wear what was on clearance racks (Racks)
They still described my style as Mac's (Mac)
Now I dibble

riding pipe
Her man don't know, shit I feel like Dwight

I don't like to flex like that
RAW paper I love to pack
Fruity Loops up on my Mac
Fat ass know I

shorten yuh days
Glock 23 tuck dung pan mi waist
If anuh me then nuh pussy cyah run ina mi place

Brawlin mac 90 mi point eh and then a 7 squeeze off
Mi

Uite rața cântăreața mac, mac, mac
Cum se dă cu cățelușul huța în hamac
Iepurașul urechilă fericit
Sare coarda cu purcelul pân' la asfințit

Iar

ass nicca wit foreign wips
Fuck a Foreign bitch this a black bitch
Were the weed at were the ratchet
We're the cornbread greens Mac cheese
I fuck up

Mix your guts like a recipe
Sing for me like a melody
Can I beat that thing down
Respectfully
Blow your back out
Respectfully
Stir you up like mac

(That asshole)
But it's purse first
She gotta pay for daddy stroke
(She gotta pay)
With this Mac'N I'm a guru
I'm a king I like some new new
Yea don't

it's crazy how I'm cute to all these ladies
Call me baby
Man, I get it
I was late for shit like
Fleetwood Mac
I grew with things like Mac
Mac Miller,

ready for this smoke so why gassed up
Yea I'm all bout this paper like a Mac truck
We the realest niggas in the shit y'all some actors
Divide my fucking

a Big Mac

I'm at Donut Factory with the gang
Got 20 donuts for a tenner, and they bang
Stepped in, X, looking all fresh
Big up Jack Silkstone, you

Smoke blaze do it everyday
Baby call me said she wanna smoke sum
Mmmm
Smoke blaze do it everyday
Stack greens for them rainy days
Mac beams keep

Skrt
Pop out, nigga drop dead Glock out, yeah
Sun out, got the mac shit we spun out, yeah
Cops out, nigga talk shit he rot mouth, yeah
We out, bitch

you locked in
Stay with my partners
Like apple and mac10
Ain't see it coming
He do too much napping
Drip in this fit
And it came out the closet
I'm with

Bitch I'm racking up I'm feeling how them hundreds feel
Like cheese I'm mac'n up you might see how these bullets feel
I'm trill you know I'm breaking

Check look
The mac eleven birth
Multiple sets of twins
I'm ready to put holes
Off into that virgin skin
You was wavy till i came
Waving the mac ten

on the block with a Mac Ten
Loving them bands with a passion
She tryna' give me a lap dance
Gang, Bad Lil bitty we go to the back ye
I just wanna get these racks

is nick
You trynna get slap
Loading up this track
Counting my racks
Pass me the map
Grab on the grab on grab on the grab on the Mac that's right

Üstümde atkı ve formam (aşk)
Giderim ağaçlı yoldan (maç)
Rakip kim olursa olsun (hiç)
Beşiktaş affetmez saplar
Mabed vodafone park (inönü)
Girdik hep

Pull up with a stick, five nines, and a mac 10
I said how about now, how about now, how about back then
I got all this money, all this guap that is

blow something up
Or take tha Mac tuck
Run into da Pussy Bank
Take a lil Moe
Hire couple Thugs
Lead them to ya door
We Blow something up lil moe
You know

dir die Chips
Pumpe weiter mein Gang Shit
Und du hältst dich im Mac fit
Ich mach mit meinem Mac Hits
Und wenn ich dann baller dann mit meinen Mac Clips