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Yeah yeah
Brodie Macck man
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back
No more no more yeah we made him pack
Bring words to existence turn em' into facts
Under pressure he melting turn him into wax
I came for 100 I'm not talking Wack
To keep it 100 man you really wack
Playing defense it done got me a sack
Hit the road and came back with a stack
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back
No more no more yeah we made him pack
Bring words to existence turn em' into facts
Under pressure he melting turn him into wax
I came for 100 I'm not talking Wack
To keep it 100 man you really wack
Playing defense it done got me a sack
Hit the road and came back with a stack
Brodie Macck man
Closed curtains ain't nobody gon' clap
I'm dropping gems every time when I rap
You with them so you can't get a dap
If I'm with him I'm talkin bout my gat
When I'm with her on the way to the racks
Your girlfriend a bird and her man is a rat
I can care less if your man got racks
He ate the cheese Velveeta pack
Not a Mack Balla but yeah I'm the Macck
Heard he got stepped on now his name Mat
Yeah she gon' step she ain't joining a Frat
Gave her the cream now she drinking a Frappe
I came with some green now they thinking I trap
Uh, uh uh
Better roll bounce or get rolled flat
I'm skating with two on me Frick and Frack
Plug said he got them prices rollback
Get gas in a leaf bout to roll that
Hold up had to let him hold that
Told her keep on cumin' don't you hold back
Fill me up with her water I'm a whole bath
Adding up the profit yeah I know math
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back
No more no more yeah we made him pack
Bring words to existence turn em' into facts
Under pressure he melting turn him into wax
I came for 100 I'm not talking Wack