[Intro: Mac Critter]
(Oh, that's Mj)
Yeah
The menace, the menace (Mj on the beat, man)
AR-15 with the hundred-round drum with the shell catcher net on the side of that bitch
Fuckin' the ho in the Bentley (That's MisterJ?), we go outer space and we fuck on a private ship
[Chorus: Mac Critter]
Fuckin' the ho in the Bentley, we go outer space, and we fuck on a private ship
AR-15 with the hundred-round drum with the shell catcher net on thе side of that bitch
Twenty racks, rods, rubber bands in both of my pockеts, I'm spendin' your salary
Buh, switches, they dump
Fuh, switches, they dump
Maybach, I don't feel a bump
Feel like I'm ridin' on the clouds, seat recline to the trunk
Scat Pack low, go slow over humps
Spoiler in the front, I be crushin' the car
Backdoor shit, we finessin' upfront
Twenty-four seven, try our Rollie, gon' pump
Pull up and kick open the door, frrt
Stickin' this dick in your ho, huh
[Verse 1: Mac Critter]
Pull up and kick open the door, frrt
Opp number four (Pussy)
In the 392 Scat Pack widebody with Dracs, smokin' baby Jo
Pourin' up Green Heart, rollin' up dead opps
Smokin' this muddy, I'm crackin' these fours
He wanna play hard, stand in his front yard
7.62 knock the hinge off the door
Pretty-ass ho go to college, she molly
I get in that pussy, be stabbin' that ho
Racks not skinny, bands, got plenty
Fuck out a [?], snatch out her inches
Bitch, I'm the menace, 5.56 and semi (Brrt)
Squeezin' the Drac' like a lemon
Ho tryna shop with a vendor, I'll lend her, I'm a winner
I be stuffin' dick in her
I spin the block in the 392 with these 7.62s
See the shots, I ain't been in no Phantom
I fuck and play in that pussy and let her lick her hand
Let her taste herself for dinner
Sexy-ass ho say she come from the island
Ballin' like they got a number one contender
700 Walk Down, TTG, Trained To Go members
(Oh, that's Mj)
Yeah
The menace, the menace (Mj on the beat, man)
AR-15 with the hundred-round drum with the shell catcher net on the side of that bitch
Fuckin' the ho in the Bentley (That's MisterJ?), we go outer space and we fuck on a private ship
[Chorus: Mac Critter]
Fuckin' the ho in the Bentley, we go outer space, and we fuck on a private ship
AR-15 with the hundred-round drum with the shell catcher net on thе side of that bitch
Twenty racks, rods, rubber bands in both of my pockеts, I'm spendin' your salary
Buh, switches, they dump
Fuh, switches, they dump
Maybach, I don't feel a bump
Feel like I'm ridin' on the clouds, seat recline to the trunk
Scat Pack low, go slow over humps
Spoiler in the front, I be crushin' the car
Backdoor shit, we finessin' upfront
Twenty-four seven, try our Rollie, gon' pump
Pull up and kick open the door, frrt
Stickin' this dick in your ho, huh
[Verse 1: Mac Critter]
Pull up and kick open the door, frrt
Opp number four (Pussy)
In the 392 Scat Pack widebody with Dracs, smokin' baby Jo
Pourin' up Green Heart, rollin' up dead opps
Smokin' this muddy, I'm crackin' these fours
He wanna play hard, stand in his front yard
7.62 knock the hinge off the door
Pretty-ass ho go to college, she molly
I get in that pussy, be stabbin' that ho
Racks not skinny, bands, got plenty
Fuck out a [?], snatch out her inches
Bitch, I'm the menace, 5.56 and semi (Brrt)
Squeezin' the Drac' like a lemon
Ho tryna shop with a vendor, I'll lend her, I'm a winner
I be stuffin' dick in her
I spin the block in the 392 with these 7.62s
See the shots, I ain't been in no Phantom
I fuck and play in that pussy and let her lick her hand
Let her taste herself for dinner
Sexy-ass ho say she come from the island
Ballin' like they got a number one contender
700 Walk Down, TTG, Trained To Go members
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