MAC SPEAKER

Nine to yo' dome, to yo' mothafucking chest He should've stepped out with brand new bulletproof vest Been California living smoking ganja in the west The Anna got me clicking devil talking in my head Hella blood on the floor, seeing nothing but the red Too much blood on the floor, niggas thought weren't a threat Hella bucks on the floor, making nothing but the checks Brand new plug on the phone, said he need the buddha ses Sipping on sipping on mud till' a young nigga stuck I be sipping that shit till' I can't move a bit Smoking on bud till' a young nigga stuck I be smoking that shit till' I can't move a bit Running round with a blick and a brand new stick, that shit a sawn off Running round with a black, with a brand new stick It leave you torn off Running round with a stick, aim it at yo' shit boy, if yo tone's off Smoking the herb with money I earn, bitch I needa hold off Smoke him like sherm if he talk a word, lil woadie let the pole off I don't wan' converse with any of these niggas That's why I keep my phone off Fuck all ya'll niggas, I prefer letting the Mac speak Fuck all ya'll niggas, I prefer letting the Mac speak Fuck all ya'll niggas, I prefer letting the Mac speak Fuck all ya'll niggas, I prefer letting the Mac speak Fuck all ya'll niggas, I prefer letting the Mac speak Fuck all ya'll niggas, I prefer letting the Mac speak Fuck all ya'll niggas, I prefer letting the Mac speak Fuck all ya'll niggas, I prefer letting the Mac speak Yeah we know you boys ain't bout shit Nah ya'll aint from the south, ya'll don't know how the fuck we come You don't know how to rock You ain't never robbed nobody You ain't never sell nothing, you ain't never do no fucking drugs Man, you ain't on shit bruh get the fuck out my face bruh You don't know how we live You don't know nothing bout' that section 8 Bout' that social security check coming in Get the fuck out my face bruh I got a single mother on welfare ready to fucking pop ya'