[Hook]
Point me to the racks please
Before I make this f**in' mac squeeze (beep beep)
Don't make me, make these racks sneeze
You little n***as is some pet-peeves
Up in traffic where you catch me
So much ice I can jet ski
This b**h wish she never met me
I told her more breaks, less speed
[Verse 1]
You know I got the hammer even in my pajamas
He is not a member, we don't want him around us
Smoking on this dope pack, how much you give a pound for?
I can get you real dope, stop lookin cause you found him
Accelerate then hit the gas, we don't f** witchu', we sped pa**
We rolled pa** then doubled back, let down the window then upped the Mac
Like FAH-FAH-FAH tell'em that
Folded up put it back in duffel bag
Gotta blick on me I'm bussin that
Swear it ain't sh** here tough as that
If you was bout it n***a, you would buss back
These hoes n***a I ain't trusting that
These b**hes n***a I ain't loving that
Imma hit once and I'm appointing that
Man f** you n***as, I ain't stuntin' that
Put em' inna cycle like a laundromat
I'm high as hell of this onion pack
And I'm riding round in this iron man
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[Verse 2]
She want me to f** her, I'm so low off stamina
She's a f**in' freak too, she put up some cameras
She got that non-stick sh**, Imma name her Pamela
I be poppin' big sh** I'm living spectacular
I gotta b**h named Tabatha, flip her like spatula
And the way she s** me, I cannot be mad at her
Imma f**in' changed man, I cannot be draggin' her
Stay gettin' the same bands, but my Louis lavender
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