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Ay, mac and cheese

Mac and cheese on the chop, shoot fully

That's a cold door

Man, man, that's a cold door, man, man

That's a cold door

A'ight, mac and cheese on the chop

Shoot fully, that's a cold door

Don't run, bounce out on a nigga

Gettin' toe tag

I got a sucker on my own, on my belt

I got your brochure

Look here, sell some ass, and fix yourself

With your broke ass bitch

Double back

'Cause we can't leave without a toe tag

Every nigga think they made for this shit

Until they ho fat

I hang around a lot of rappers

'Cause Trey B, you know he gon' laugh

Walked up, dropped shots

And left shells on they don't match

Everybody think they made for this shit

'Til the bitch hit my phone

Like you talkin' to this ho

And get the bitch be

I got a move it on the beat

I left some blood on that Crip Street

Ten-fold, I've been spankin' on shit since I was 15

If I told you that I love you, baby girl, that was Perk full

Fat nigga, still fuckin' on this bitch with my shirt on

That nigga turned up her face, try gettin' turned off

Fuck the opps, I'm gettin' trapped in this bitch when these nerds call

2-1

Everybody think they gangster

'Til the shots fly through town

Phone drop the honey, you know that block dry

And all of you think baby drinking

Watch how I die

Stand over, get my hands dirty, you know know I'm talkin' 'bout

Every time I catch a flight, I'm hopping out

I'm talking get jiggy

I don't drop shots on two, three, I'm talking get pissy

Lil' bro laughing, black died, I'm tryna clip chili

Don't carry stock in my Glocks, not even ten million

This is not that old ass van, you gotta drive it different

Whole recruiter keep out 20 toes when I'm sliding in it

Clip a nigga from the mob even if I gotta fly

Then get this big body up since you niggas know I'm driving in it