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right through the racks 
AAnd it let it stack
Flipping through racks  
Yeah a couple racks
Let it rack yea 
Flipping them packs
Bust it down get it back

glocks don't you fuck around
I smoke on exotic
You be smoking loud
Pouring henny by the fifth she with the get down
I'll be stunting on these niggers with

Donatello,Donatello,Donatello
I shut shit down like a mothafuckin blackout
Beat so dope make the studio a trap house
Slangin more bounce to the ounce

above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your

got a lot to lose 
Kno what i gotta do 
Hit you wit a mac, yeah I'm talking MAC- Adoo
You like model bitches? yeah i like em too 
So much that I like

is struggling,
2 all beef patties that Big Mac and I’m loving it,
2 all beef patties that Big Mac and I’m hungry b*tch,
Got special sauce for those

bitch don't need protection
Hop out the car late night trying catch em
Catch em down bad bullshittin' we stretch em
Get up on my man I ain't calling no

never had any, stop
Cut me off never knowing no better
Hypnotized I don't fuck with no letter
Burn it down in my flannel-like Vedder
Slap shots hold it

Coolin on the block, and I'm chilling
I'm just by my lonely
Nigga play he popped, say he with it
Man these niggas toney
Tino thats my nigga, right

like he on it
Put 'em down then I'm hittin my dance on 'em
Load the mac, we start blastin', no reloading
Underground, now, they be chillin' on they own

Locked and loaded
I pull it out
so you gulp it down
and deep throat it
you can always tell it’s real
cause its potent
stay owning each moment
with

fucking wrist the way I'm whipping all this big crack
I feel like McDonald's, 'cause I keep me all these big macs
Fuck around and see how long it take

with the Mac G fro
To cold to fuck with to hard to break down
The killa team is breakin down yo door we fina clown
In every town that don't show no love

I’m bumping Mac Miller on repeat inside my head
Aye, so rest in peace to Mac
I was bumping to some leaked shit and had it back, he said...
Do you

aint worried bout pat downs 
Got them goonies outside and they gonna spray you with mac rounds  
Yeah 
Yeah 
Nah I aint worried bout pat downs 
Got them

a running back
I'll get you shut down, Laptop
That's a dead Mac
Nigga fuck you
And your folks, I don't care what you jack
Niggas in they own hood quiet, nigga

or they throw me in cuffs
I will not back down to a couple of local tuffs
So no, we won’t hang around to hear your metaphors
Get the f**k back, Jack
Stand

do it again
If we down by 2 I shoot the 3 you know I'm just tryin' win
Fuck the fame, I'm runnin' up digits Fat Bro I need them M's
And when it's time

I was down up on my ass, had no way of coming back
Buddy don't call me your pal when I'm picking up these racks
Think I've been imagining blue

babe it's Friday
Hit some traffic on the by way
Sliding thru the bay puffin on some haze
Puffin on some grapes
Make a thizz face like Mac Dre, Mac Dre

down we don't drive by
That LBN that's mob ties
These niggas lying they ain't on nothing
These niggas missing ain't hit nothing
Put the switch

Jus uh about a week ago
My homie Andre Chain
Put on inertia by Mac miller
We was off the shrooms and the Molly piece
This what I came up wit
Instant

Riding through the 9-1-4 totin' Mac-10
And by Mac-10, I'm talking bout my mouth then
These lyrics just like bullets
How I shoot you in your ass, friend

c'mon now don't be feisty 
Knocking down threes step up to the line 
Drain a pair don't worry we be fine

I just went and swore on pbs kids
Yeah