Mack Truck (feat. YoungBoy)

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Dee Karbon

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I ain't jump out and pop it at his head, bitch
Clip full of legs, I got him scared soft shit, bitch, cut off your legs
Oh, zesty, pussy, oh, crybaby ass niggas hate me
This be my fate, designer on my waist I know shawty wanna taste
Oh, she say she wanna see what that Mack truck do
Hold on, lil' shawty, come on back here, up, boo
Get up out my fuckin' way, Dee Karbon' up on the way
I hate that pussy nigga with a passion, nah, uh
Pussy nigga, what you wanna do? I told my brother for the set him up, he know what it do
Ayy, ayy, f*ck with that man for a minute, time right, send him home
I already told him what I be on if he cross my side, if he move wrong
Let me tell you about this stupid dude, he funny and he short
Boy think he a player, I'm the king, boy, you met your match
Better sit your black short ass back before I get your body detached
Go to the circle with this Mac, post on that bitch till he whacked
I'ma get it rockin', Mary Poppins, pull up, get the poppin
These niggas ain't gon' be able to f*ck with me with this new album that I'm droppin
Oh, I ain't got a dream like Martin Luther King
Take my necklace off my neck and let it dangle from my jeans
Lil' mami on the set, she f*ck around with my vibe
Pussy niggas hatin' on me, but them lil' boys ain't slide
I give my bro the stock up, snap, Smoothie King could've got him, nah
Pull up to light, look to your right, up with that carb and let it strike
Remember them time, walk to the store with my bro
Boy, name skeet, mad about a hoe, boy, get on the floor
Pussy niggas back on the East and I got that a banger' on me
Back on the East, pussy, boy, ride past your crib
Nowhere you'll live, bitch, you ugly bitch
Bet not catch your stupid ass walkin' out the door, get your head
Get out your body, pop your mind, hit you up with the iron
Ride your ride, stay with the nine, put the stick up on your iron
All I love, mami, want this big mack truck
All I love, mama, come on, back all that ass up
Mm, let me put it on, let me put it on
In the front or back, I'ma have that ass flat
When the party get to poppin', all my youngins told that bitch who I'm
Bitch, yeah, I got that shit inside my pants to make you let down
A week ago, she told me she wasn't leavin' and that bitch, I ain't on my own
A week ago, I supposed to stop the drugs, but I can't stop it now
Just a week ago, I was fuckin' on the shut-up, now I don't wanna do it
Just a week ago, head young and tryna spit, I guess I'm too influenced
Let me know what's up, 4K Trey, we leave shit dead
I wonder who gon' die today, I wonder who gon' make his bed
Ayy,Quando, watch the block, I might see opps and get the dumpin
Say Big B, let's pull up and hit they block, bro, pray we hit some
They dumb on beef, pop, pop, it's that B-Me, YB, they bumpin my fuckin' anxious, I'm just tryna hear dat yaya jus fa nun
Maybach look like lean inside, all slime it's green inside
I lost my love when my granny died, for big dump, we still gon' slide
PTR on my lap, blow off the flap, you think bout taken mine
Scopin' with that stick like where, he, at guess I'm legally blind,
Ayy, 4K Trey, we put guns in the face on bitches, Free Ddawg

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