Mac Lyrics – Vlone Lucci
Singer: Vlone Lucci
Title: Mac
A thousand ona Mac
Put bihs in the dirt
Better pay me for that track
Had a run in w her neck
Ma cologne got her wet
Too stunning for that set
Im high off Percocet (Go)
My mama really upset (mama)
I’m wasting my time on who ima be
Rapping on anything that sound like a beat (slime)
She know her place is under my Jean (yeah)
U been acting in life u a better majeed (facade)
I keep counting real good than a money machine
I’m watering ma sh#t like sh#t is a seed (trim)
I f#ck and f#ck till i broke her beed (slime)
RIP nicc long live lil keed (free them boys)
He got slime by
I boot the bulls eye
He thinking suicide
We making moves outside
This drip is certified
I got it monetized
Ma niccs emphasize
We got mobties
Like a slave I Beat him to a pole
Bounce the ball in my court like cole
Sip ma cup while u sniff your coke
I was bad before I was four
Got told them niccs told
Can’t sell i ride what I stole
He ain’t str8 that bih a hoe
She ma hoe ion no bou no hope
She heard I’m c#mming home
Told strap ma strap is load
Can’t stress u living broke
Don’t let out that antidote
Like Uber I c#m go
I’m str8 w my gang like a bow
Don’t talk bou these sh#t on the phone
U be everywhere like a clone
A thousand ona Mac
Put bihs in the dirt
Better pay me for that track
Had a run in w her neck
Ma cologne got her wet
Too stunning for that set
Im high off Percocet (Go)
My mama really upset (mama)
I’m wasting my time on who ima be
Rapping on anything that sound like a beat (slime)
She know her place is under my Jean (yeah)
U been acting in life u a better majeed (facade)
I keep counting real good than a money machine
I’m watering ma sh#t like sh#t is a seed (trim)
I f#ck and f#ck till i broke her beed (slime)
RIP nicc long live lil keed (free them boys)
Get the f#ck out
When bihs fall out
Niccs Glock out
From the south side
Ima cash cow
Niccs bang now
Find your way around
Don’t let em see u down
A problem ona track
I’m highly ona meth
Went swimming w a shark
We masked up in the bank
Ma chopper like to sing
Done toast up w the gang
Tryna pay up Jonny dang
Done burned up lotta bands
I will make it real dark if u keep playing with me
Stop calling me b sh#t nicc I been a G
I robbed your bank I hate it
Yo sh#t is getting out dated
I jumped your fence u gated
Ma hood they know I’m goated
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