Dark Shades Birdman (Ft. Lil Wayne & Mack Maine)

[Intro: Birdman & Lil Wayne]
YMCMB
I'm so twisted, Mack!

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Dark ass shades, I can’t see them haters
Now eat these fuckin bullets, don’t forget to tip the waiter
I don’t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
Bitch I’m on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go "pew"
That bitch go "pew", that bitch go "pew"
Got-Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go "pew"
Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too

[Verse 1: Mack Maine]
Uh, Mack in this bitch, tell 'em hoes I'm 'bout it
These niggas sweet, bunch of fucking brownies
Fuck you talkin' 'bout bitch? I’m a G like a thousand
I’m on my one-two, and bitch I’m still counting
You niggas got problems? Well I got bigger problems
My guns all black, make me bring the nigga out 'em
You don’t want that homie, trust I got that blicker on me
Finger fuck Nina, she horny, you won’t see tomorrow morning
Nigga we so fucking cold, Young Money, money old
Life is full of choices and your bitch chose
Nigga I’m so Hollygrove, f-fuck them other niggas
And if the gun's drawn, I'll paint a fucking picture
Nigga you know what I’m on, a bag of that strong
Nigga you know where I’m going, bitch I’m going, going, gone!
Nigga holla at your boy, I-I don’t give a fuck
Got a silence on the gun, make me shut you niggas up
Mack!