Mac-K the K Baby - No Rap

We go back like four black flats on a Cadillac Seville in the 1900s
One thing for certain another for sure everyday that I'm up Ima go get some money
These niggas be lying to kick it don't want to pay the ticket just wanna hang around like a monkey
Some niggas be dying to fix it I guess cause they hoes every time that its smoke they be running
And lil bro ass smart then a bitch but he like hitting licks if he stopped could've played for the chiefs
No rap this here real runtz come shop and get high then a bitch
Yo bitch say she liking my fragrance channel on my body Dior on the side of my kicks I'm stylish
I don't be fucking on bitches with milage
don't disrespect we gone go straight to violence

Of all the things ion really give a fuck I got a thing for a bitch with some money
Of all the things that we could hit em with we probably hit em with drac or the 40
Ima young nigga really from the trenches middle school I was catching the DART bus
Fighting felonies nigga it aint ok to go tell on me
CK step back he shoot for three
I'm the only one cool in the party I know that safe cause I brought in my pistol
Big 45 got eat a nigga organ alive
Got hit a nigga ass like missile
Eat bro like a griddle 50 round drum under guns like a nigga order Glocks with a biscuit
Most of these niggas be geeked when they talking about beef they shake the sweet like skittles
I ask a bitch who the fuck she talking to
You can tell by her face its a riddle
I'm hard on a bitch never to soft on a hoe
Pops taught me that I was little
I'm bob to these niggas I get a whole lot of bricks I done built the shit up ima builder
I'm bobbing and weaving I throw a left over right with all of my might if you tweaking

We go back like four black flats on a Cadillac Seville in the 1900s
One thing for certain another for sure everyday that I'm up Ima go get some money
These niggas be lying to kick it don't want to pay the ticket just wanna hang around like a monkey
Some niggas be dying to fix it I guess cause they hoes every time that its smoke they be running
And lil bro ass smart then a bitch but he like hitting licks if he stopped could've played for the chiefs
No rap this here real runtz come shop and get high then a bitch
Yo bitch say she liking my fragrance channel on my body Dior on the side of my kicks I'm stylish
I don't be fucking on bitches with milage
don't disrespect we gone go straight to violence

Written by:
Victor King II

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