Featuring Juicy J
(Hook: Lola Monroe)
Roll the weed up
Throw them g's up
Who my n***as g'd up
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
So n***as gotta see us
Mackaveli, Mackaveli, Mackaveli
(Verse 1: Juicy J)
My n***as is k**ers they will run up in your spot
Word on the town is you been movin' them blocks
But we know the truth, you just a n***a that fly
Like to show out in public and lie to these broads
We makin' money n***a we don't lie to kick it
Got a room full of money bed full of b**hes
And they all geeked up all love kissing
And if you call her on your phone she gon' tell you she busy
Out here, hatin' on a n***a wanna start beef
Man you're out here, on these streets like it's all sweet
They gon' get your a**, slip and they gon' call me
And I'm gon' tell em go ahead and put his a** to sleep
(Hook)
(Verse 2: Lola Monroe)
Queen Roe for the record better go and get better
Soldier that ease up on G's like the letter
Cus mine leave clips in your head like barretas
b**h so cold everybody's got a sweater
Prayin' hail mary all these eyes on me
But still I rise like resurrections demise on key
Thug life, thug life let me get this mug right
f** type your life when n***as cut white, raw
I don't dump no work she don't want that work I mean it b**h I ball
s*uts bounce and checks I'm banking b**h I call the shots
The clock you block, you shop and shop
My og taught me how to Al Capone a b**h for fun
So his boss said mafia my b**hes pulled one
(Hook)