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Artist : The Future Kingz
Mac

Mac Lyric

Rollin' in the cut with my guys like a scab
If the plug don't got it all tell his a come back
I just f*cked on that b*tch and her friend cause she bad
F*cked on that b*tch and her friend in my jag
Rollin' in the cut with my guys like a scab
If the plug don't got it all tell his a come back
I just f*cked on that b*tch and her friend cause she bad
F*cked on that b*tch and her friend in my jag

Rollin' through the city, top down blowin' cash
If a n*gga act silly, then you know I'm gon blast
I just f*cked on that b*tch with no shirt, I show tats
She think she fell in love, said you drunk where yo flask
I been gettin' money laying low, on my cool sh*t
House so big, n*ggas think we own a cruise ship
Bust down the wrist, it gets deep in this pool end
I dismiss you n*ggas not the bell like when school end
I ain't gotta say too much, know we next up,
Aimin' at yo neck, what the f*ck you wear a vest for?
Been on my grind, it's a curse like a hex board
Yo b*tch she choosin', you might wanna text her

Rollin' in the cut with my guys like a scab
If the plug don't got it all tell his a come back
I just f*cked on that b*tch and her friend cause she bad
F*cked on that b*tch and her friend in my jag
Rollin' in the cut with my guys like a scab
If the plug don't got it all tell his a come back
I just f*cked on that b*tch and her friend cause she bad
F*cked on that b*tch and her friend in my jag

Came from the mud, I got dirt on my shoes
I don't want the green hundreds, all I care bout is blues
But don't get it f*cked up, keep that 40 tucked
Just in case they wanna f*ck with us, like they hands cut off
They can't touch us, pull up to the mall all the hoes rush us
Got a b*tch in Tokyo, got one in Russia
B*tch you know I'm tatted, had to go and get a touch up
I don't want that hoe if she boujee, she stuck up
Only f*ck with the boy cause I'm next up
I'm the money doctor, come and see me for a check up
Air out the Mac, leave em lookin' like ketchup
Runnin' from police, praying that they never catch us

Rollin' in the cut with my guys like a scab
If the plug don't got it all tell his a come back
I just f*cked on that b*tch and her friend cause she bad
F*cked on that b*tch and her friend in my jag
Rollin' in the cut with my guys like a scab
If the plug don't got it all tell his a come back
I just f*cked on that b*tch and her friend cause she bad
F*cked on that b*tch and her friend in my jag

Rollin' in the cut, like a n*gga got stabbed
I don't really do the talking, cause you know how n*ggas blab
I just f*cked up a check on the watch and the bag
F*cked up a check at the mall, now they mad
Pull up 8 deep in the uber xl
If a n*gga talkin' crazy, imma have to up hell
Cause we came up from the bottom now the name ring bells
We be selling out the shows, and the b*tches on our heels
And we runnin', runnin', running through them bands
Countin' Blueface hundreds, in the back of the jag
Shawty pulled off with me for the night, now they mad
So I f*cked on that b*tch and her friend cause she bad

Rollin' in the cut with my guys like a scab
If the plug don't got it all tell his a come back
I just f*cked on that b*tch and her friend cause she bad
F*cked on that b*tch and her friend in my jag
Rollin' in the cut with my guys like a scab
If the plug don't got it all tell his a come back
I just f*cked on that b*tch and her friend cause she bad
F*cked on that b*tch and her friend in my jag

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