I could talk about some ounces in a backpack. Talk about a fitted, talk about a snap back. Something simple, or something real abstract. About the war, talk about
Or I could talk about some ounces in a backpack. Talk about a fitted, talk about a snap back. Something simple, or something real abstract. About the war, talk about
off '09 Kickin' in the door, and I'm everybody problem Stuntin' in some other Jordan Nines I got Phil Knight talkin' about "how you got them?" Let's talk about
Shame what the MAC will do, K's spit faster I make a ass of you, save the theatrics Watch like a quarter mill', chain like double that I ain't got to talk about
high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) The Rolls-Royce (Huh!), it's all white (Huh!) Foamposites, the LeBrons, I'm fuckin' wit' the Spikes Meek Mill [Meek Mill
show you how that mac feel I'm like she ? in the corner of that backfield ? or get your motherfucking cap pilled? rolling and then swerving and ? through ur neighborhood let my money do the talking
up to par I get niggas for cash, clothes, jeweleries, plus cars I'm talkin' rent money, I'm talkin' bank money I'm talkin' Martha Keats step of with
bitch i aint tryna share my plate Whats good fam, i love money, i will marry cake. Get a rich bitch like Ashley and Mary Kate. And i aint talking about
mind I think about her all the time And its all cus im on my grind but i think ima call her mine Chorus: (2x) Girl, I just wanna talk to you And i
Prob'ly cuz I'm valuable Lend me your ears with no collateral If you don't give a fuck about me Everything's cool Cuz I dont give a fuck about you Gon
bangin' rap till the neighbors called the cops, beatin' dudes up throwin' mollywops, some people say that i'm all just talk, but i'll tell you everything about
If you didn't know, well I'm from the 'Burgh Everything I drop recorded by Big Jerm I smoke herb, and I make music I don't even talk about it boy I
game in the palm of my hands he snitching wilding out better talk to your man he bitching cause i ain't got a lot time for this weirdos talking shit
Packin' heat, stickin' up weed stores and more Collectin' interest off of extortions to settle my score It gets deeper when things get real I'm down to stickin' out west bank for my mill
't nothin', I can show you how to pimp a ho And if you want it, you can get it nigga, friend of foe I keeps the mac Milli low Itchy for somethin' to
for mills. Now everybody say they are thugging, but when the gun blast see niggas running, I leave no witnesses but niggas always tryna hate and they be always talking
if you not ask your girl what I asked you And when she tell about the way I freaked her Here's the number to my beeper Verse 2 (mac) : Check it, look
