Who Came To Party OG Maco (Ft. JID)

[Verse 1: OG Maco]
Oh what a massacre
Like Jason, Michael, Freddy, and Idi Amin after ya
Civil syllable war, niggas should’ve been prepped before
Forthcoming about your weakness
'Cause now I’m feastin' on fetus and bitch-slapping nonbelievers
It’s the god motherfucker
They running like Gail Devers with rocket powered Adidas
From features including now
Secretly half coward, and cowering from a foul
I’m like Cheddar Bob's revolver, go off at the slightest broad
Fuck the humble facade, part of two, I’m Gorilla Grodd
Or Luther, blast on intruders, break mouths to silence the vows
I vowed to remain silent and beat a nigga like Rocky
My creed is this constant credence 'cause niggas thought they could beat it
Well I been feeling murderous, deadin' tracks and murking shit
Niggas didn’t notice then, backing when
Still ain’t never backing down
Never feared men, only he that made them
Turn around and made me, look at God's masterpiece
I mastered beats and the streets
Brought some light to the meek and good dick to a freak
And some food to the table for my whole team to eat up
Fucking feast, more plates than the damn DMV
They say, "Damn y’all so greedy"
'Cause it ain’t too many seats
I be damned if I give a damn, we gon' flood the streets
They build a damn, blow that fucker down soon as the track leak
Back on my old mackery, order them hoes a daiquiri
Tell them hoes matter factly that it’s all on me
Brought J.I.D for the assist like Chris Paul and Blake Griff'
Bake balls and cheap spliffs, don’t shape shift
A silent nigga till I RIP