Return Of Da Mac

Bad bihhh from da backside
She ride dat dihhhhh datzalrite
Doin this shit like every night
Mob ties u fuckin right
Talkin dat shit it's onsite
Best Believe I'm takin flight
Back to dat old BZ zzz
Carried dat glovk in 93
2-2-3 don't fall sleep
Don't RIP
Don't Sleep on me
Give u those bad dreams
Fo bad bitches wet dreamzzzzz
Dripping that sauce from Cali Tweeed
Paul Bunyan on the trees
Smokin on that mochie
Who dat B
MAC capital BZ
Haters be pocket watchin
Give a fuck bout what u think
Hennessy my favorite drink
Still sip dat Remmi
Never be smoking on reggies
Fuck U and pay me
From Opelousas to Cali
I'm back
Back to back
We Smoking fat
Best believe u be matching that
Baby got ass
With the matchin rack
Trunk like a 69 Cadillac
Dj Red trunk naked slap
Took some losses
Bounced right back
Did some thangs
U wanna talk about that
Stunt in the club wit a baseball bat
Posted for a minute
Got it lookin like a trap
Spit these bars got em fiending like it crack
At the playhouse bring em all back
Pints get cracked
Sauce we dab
Hater hella mad cuz
Cuz they pockets looking sad
Dat 209 where I b at
Houston to Tennessee
Known as the Mac
Poppin the tops off the yack
I'm back



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Banuelos, Warren Zeigler
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