Yeah,
come on nigga,
I'm the hardest showing up.
Nigga,
I cannot run back.
Lately I've been in my head,
am I gonna make it out?
My cousin said I'm up next,
but I'm gonna make it now.
Detroit came a long way,
how you gonna hate the town?
I'll do them like some flat pop and then shake them down.
Middle school the hoes send me letters,
I ain't write back.
I put the gun down and cut the right back.
Nigga sent the shot at me,
I sent the right back.
She gave me head and then she wanna hit ya,
I'll be right back.
I gotta have my cash out for a conversation.
Better have your pole on you for the multiplication.
So I send a nigga to the stars,
now he a constellation.
I need me a rich bitch like what's your occupation?
Gotta take a L to take a dub, so I gladly miss.
If you ain't tryna shoot the boy,
you need to pass your blick.
I ain't never bought a bitch a bag,
but I can bag a bitch.
In the club with some on my sleeve like a magic trick.
Please don't ask me about a label,
bitch,
I'm independent.
I don't * with fan,
dude,
I swear the * be scripted.
You gonna hear that nigga hard if my name get mentioned.
She said she on her period,
so I'ma end the sentence.
From them commas,
it's no question,
you getting marked out.
I looked up the cash kid, I'm bringing Mark out.
If you ain't ready for the slide,
need to park now.
I don't cheese,
but when she ate my dick,
I swear my heart smiled.
I'm really from my hood, a real Mac baby.
That nigga ain't no thug, he just act crazy.
Nigga said he harder than McMahon,
he doing crack,
ain't it?
Call me McMahon Westbrook,
cause I'm a stat chaser.
You wanna * a bad bitch,
you know it cost a dater.
That nigga Browning weak as *,
I'm about to call the Lakers.
Mac have him always in my hood like an alternator.
I just * the * out my bitch,
go ask all her neighbors.
Up in arms,
dump the whole clip till there's no juice in it.
Catch dude and treat him like a coupe,
you left his roof missing.
I'm trying to * a short bitch,
go give me two midgets.
Old Kuga gave me good head,
I felt the tooth missing.
He got the whole hunnit,
but I left him as a fraction.
I made him disappear off one snap, I know magic.
He squared up and then got X'd out,
this not madden.
The four-five will turn a stiff nigga to a dancer.
I'm the king of * talking,
bitch,
I'm diarrhea.
I kick a bitch out, sorry, I don't need ya.
Bitch,
I been earn my stripes,
I don't rock Adidas.
I let this bitch boom, I'm out of Pia, nigga.