Lyrics:
so I went and bought a mini Mac
Niggas just be rappin all that shit they sayin really cap
Ride me like a Harley baby I know you could wheelie that
Mac no semi auto
I got 5 stars on my head
Car to low I’m swerving pot holes
Glockiana chose to blow a nigga, he hit high notes
I was rolling while I’m
em về
Có khi nào ta đã yêu rồi giấc mơ làm ta đã điên đầu oh oh
Đừng thắc mắc làm gì vì anh đã yêu em rồi
Từng giây phút từng giờ chỉ muốn thấy em mà
tryna mac
Tryna pull out the mac and shoot me
Everybody know me pull out the Mac and make a beat, for me
Everybody know me y'all can't see
Y'all can't cry
yeah
Hoe booty, she was Brazilian
Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah
Empty a clip, oh it's a mac
I'on give a shit when these dumb bitches chat
down
Damn i love this weed smoke just like i love this mac sound
Get em down
Twin sister with me like im penny proud
Hopping out that four door music up
Young nigga tryna get to them racks
Remember them days when I didn't have no snacks
In the field with them glocks and the macs
Told her come through
Chiều nay bên bờ Hồ Tây tôi cất tiếng ca
Mặt hồ êm đềm bao la tiếng hát vang đến quê làng nhà
Miền Nam tiếng ai hò ơ man mác dòng kênh
Rẫy khoai chen
I'm out here still gon pop i dont care if a cop here
If i see a opp fuck that he gon drop here
I can use my hands but the mac dont play fair
Yea lil
Flash out say on who that I won't flash out, some Macs out
Make me pull out all these racks out, these packs out
Smoking cookie out this stash
(Aye aye aye aye)
(Aye aye aye aye)
(Aye aye aye aye)
She told me to tap in
I bust her up from the backend (Bust it)
Dick shoot her up like a Mac 10
shit AR it go rah rah bitch
We be on that rah rah shit MAC-10 it go rah rah bitch
We be on that rah rah shit AK it go rah rah bitch
We be on that rah rah
with the MAC-10 make him shut up
I'm from where niggas get money and cut up
But niggas feel envy and then pick the gun up
So I gotta move with the stick
even tryna emcee
They're just following fashion I'll clash an emcee
You could be the baddest emcee
Some gangster spraying the mac emcee
In the club
could've bought a hunnit macs with the money I make
If it's bout my bread I need it right now I ain't tryna wait
And they don't like me 'cause they know I
be like Neo
Like Eve, no apple gotta Mac
Heart cold imma call you Co Pak
You don wanna talk, should I call you a mime?
You did me worse my youngins
Johnny Mac be saying C'mon that's ridiculous
Coach em up, can't complain, lets go Johnny Mac
So many personalities, gon be hard to keep the chemistry
ain’t talking bout jack
Put 10 bands in a LV Back Pack
Ain’t no Miller when I pop out the mac
Throwing up bands and drinking on yak
18 not 21, fuck
Oh shit I’m nice again
I might just go double my price again
She quack
I duck with his wife again
This Mac
Oh it’s so hype on ten
The stack
I keep it
on me you get wacked wacked wacked
Got a spoiled lil bitch, she a brat brat brat
Steve Jobs, I keep the Mac Mac Mac
Choppa on me, it go blat blat blat
rock star ima rock star uh
Ima rock star ima rock star uh
N**** talking down turn him to a track star
My brodie yea he gotta mac
I ball on a n**** like
Nigga that’s that (That’s that)
One call get hit wit a mac
Really don’t fuck wit no rats (Yah)
That’s why I keep me strap
Yeah stacking these racks (These
you won't stand the test of time
That is a fact you gon catch this fucking nine
Yea I'm
Chillin
Late night
Got a fucking Mac
Yea I'm
Chillin
Late night
the clip, let's make a movie
I got a Mac, I got a uzi
Talking in tweets, that shit don't move me
He moving fishy, turn em to sushi
Wiped off his block then
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