PTSO (PUT THAT SHIT ON)
The Mack
The Mack
The Mack
Lets go
Let it go
Ayy, Tank
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
She want a G up in it
She callin' me to come put the D up in it
I'm like, hold on, baby, it's gon' be a minute
Big pussy, baby, got a cheetah in it
Make it sound like it's Velveeta in it
I'm havin' bitches, I ain't needin' any
Her head gone, I can see it spinnin'
They all cold, not to see me winnin'
Same pillow niggas layin' down at night
Nigga, pillow talkin' on
I'm foldin' a bitch back, hittin the bitch cat
Nuttin' on her, pillow off and on
Pick a bitch up, she ain't tryna fuck
I ain't trippin', she walkin' home
Hollin, cussin, ain't shakin' nothin'
Lil Baby, lower, yo, talk a tone
I'm 2-P for the fee shit
Remember hearin' I wouldn't be shit
Everybody wanna be me shit
Cause they heard every bitch let me hit
Havin' that dough, that deep dish
I'm slammin' that bow in that freak bitch
Watchin' for the cross, I peep shit
Throw a cross, I catch it and remix
Let go,
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
SHY
Put on my mask, stabin shit like I'm Scream
Addicted to percocet, 10's imma fiend
I shoot a film like im arrogant Dream
I'm tryna stack this shit tall, yao ming
Put this shit on like a tailored
Fuckin' this bitch like a dog, Omega
9-11, you play wit my paper
My chopper close to me like a naval
You niggas ain't seein' me like it's tented
I told ha buss it like danger invented
Give her the boot like she was from Kennett
I'm in and out like I'm payin' the visit
Freaky lil' bitch get me top like a blimp
Dre thats my dawg he gon' ride like some rim
Perfecting my jumper you wasnt in the gym
I'm smokin' dope, it's too loud for your ears
My bitch so bad, I'ma give her a whoopin'
She gon' spin like a string when I pull it
Strokin' this bitch, I'ma bust like a fully
I'm buzzed lightyear and A.D. Woody
Try yo luck if you wanna get smoked like a black
Fuck money on his head, I' put cash on his hat
I caught that wave like a surfer on track
I'm killin bitches and beat like I'm Shaq
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
Jump out on ops with a cutta they Scream
Ain't no gettin' away, he couldn't run from the beam
I hit the bitch from the back make ha cream
Pussy so wet, she just fucked up my jeans
Put this shit on, I be comin' like Fab
I'm steady workin I stay in the lab
Run out of perks, had to throw back a tab
I'm sellin' peas, you can come get a slab
And I ain't never goin' out sad
Ran this' shit up, now I'm deep in my bag
Can't sit in here on your time of the month
Put the hoe out cause she had on a pad
These purple jeans cost way too much
Showin' my ass, I ain't even gotta sag
Five, five, six, gon' knock off his fro
Cut off the top, turn his shit to a shag
I'm rockin' Supreme, I'm smokin' Supreme
I keep a treat for the Trix Halloween
All in the way, tryna make her a scene
Bitch, you ain't shit, you be shoppin' on Sheen
I put a box on the back of the Glock
I'm finna let this hoe go on your block
I'm tryna let this hoe go on her opp
And I don't give a fuck if they ready or not, it's jizzle
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
The Mack
The Mack
Lets go
Let it go
Ayy, Tank
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
She want a G up in it
She callin' me to come put the D up in it
I'm like, hold on, baby, it's gon' be a minute
Big pussy, baby, got a cheetah in it
Make it sound like it's Velveeta in it
I'm havin' bitches, I ain't needin' any
Her head gone, I can see it spinnin'
They all cold, not to see me winnin'
Same pillow niggas layin' down at night
Nigga, pillow talkin' on
I'm foldin' a bitch back, hittin the bitch cat
Nuttin' on her, pillow off and on
Pick a bitch up, she ain't tryna fuck
I ain't trippin', she walkin' home
Hollin, cussin, ain't shakin' nothin'
Lil Baby, lower, yo, talk a tone
I'm 2-P for the fee shit
Remember hearin' I wouldn't be shit
Everybody wanna be me shit
Cause they heard every bitch let me hit
Havin' that dough, that deep dish
I'm slammin' that bow in that freak bitch
Watchin' for the cross, I peep shit
Throw a cross, I catch it and remix
Let go,
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
SHY
Put on my mask, stabin shit like I'm Scream
Addicted to percocet, 10's imma fiend
I shoot a film like im arrogant Dream
I'm tryna stack this shit tall, yao ming
Put this shit on like a tailored
Fuckin' this bitch like a dog, Omega
9-11, you play wit my paper
My chopper close to me like a naval
You niggas ain't seein' me like it's tented
I told ha buss it like danger invented
Give her the boot like she was from Kennett
I'm in and out like I'm payin' the visit
Freaky lil' bitch get me top like a blimp
Dre thats my dawg he gon' ride like some rim
Perfecting my jumper you wasnt in the gym
I'm smokin' dope, it's too loud for your ears
My bitch so bad, I'ma give her a whoopin'
She gon' spin like a string when I pull it
Strokin' this bitch, I'ma bust like a fully
I'm buzzed lightyear and A.D. Woody
Try yo luck if you wanna get smoked like a black
Fuck money on his head, I' put cash on his hat
I caught that wave like a surfer on track
I'm killin bitches and beat like I'm Shaq
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
Jump out on ops with a cutta they Scream
Ain't no gettin' away, he couldn't run from the beam
I hit the bitch from the back make ha cream
Pussy so wet, she just fucked up my jeans
Put this shit on, I be comin' like Fab
I'm steady workin I stay in the lab
Run out of perks, had to throw back a tab
I'm sellin' peas, you can come get a slab
And I ain't never goin' out sad
Ran this' shit up, now I'm deep in my bag
Can't sit in here on your time of the month
Put the hoe out cause she had on a pad
These purple jeans cost way too much
Showin' my ass, I ain't even gotta sag
Five, five, six, gon' knock off his fro
Cut off the top, turn his shit to a shag
I'm rockin' Supreme, I'm smokin' Supreme
I keep a treat for the Trix Halloween
All in the way, tryna make her a scene
Bitch, you ain't shit, you be shoppin' on Sheen
I put a box on the back of the Glock
I'm finna let this hoe go on your block
I'm tryna let this hoe go on her opp
And I don't give a fuck if they ready or not, it's jizzle
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
Cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
Nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me Scream
cause all these hoes gettin stabbed
Run around the city, I'm movin' like Diddy
nigga, all my hoes be bad
I'll never trust nan one of these hoes, nigga
I ain't never goin' out sad
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