Ran Off Lil Macks (Ft. Malzo)
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[Intro]
(DzYR, that's cold)
Uh-uh
The plug gave me a deal, I still ran off
[Chorus: Malzo]
The plug gave me a deal, I still ran off
Dicing up, turn the AP into a bando
Pull it out and paint her face, I feel like Van Gogh
My niggas never leave the crib without the Rambo
Seven-figure nigga, man, I need that
Hanging out the whip, I seen 'em lean back
Ask me how he did, give him feedback
It's only the guy's screamin' Free Macks, best believe that
[Verse 1: Lil Macks]
Smooth nigga, hear her moanin' when I slide in
As soon as Big M beats this case, I'll have him flying
They ask me how you whip the Urus with no license
And in the station, we can't talk about where the knife dipped
I'm in them other niggas, seater with two foreigns slidin'
Nigga better watch his tone, because I'll take your life
And when my nigga lost the pack, his own dargy slimed him
You don't know how, you don't know who
The trenches going hard, I thought I showed you
Wherever I go, I'm got the trenches with me, I'm tryna take the trenches with me
I'm really getting tired of the calls, for sure
And baby, there ain't no fraudstar in the fours
And we heard there's more bitches, broski or em all
The time I spent up on the block it makes me wanna—
(DzYR, that's cold)
Uh-uh
The plug gave me a deal, I still ran off
[Chorus: Malzo]
The plug gave me a deal, I still ran off
Dicing up, turn the AP into a bando
Pull it out and paint her face, I feel like Van Gogh
My niggas never leave the crib without the Rambo
Seven-figure nigga, man, I need that
Hanging out the whip, I seen 'em lean back
Ask me how he did, give him feedback
It's only the guy's screamin' Free Macks, best believe that
[Verse 1: Lil Macks]
Smooth nigga, hear her moanin' when I slide in
As soon as Big M beats this case, I'll have him flying
They ask me how you whip the Urus with no license
And in the station, we can't talk about where the knife dipped
I'm in them other niggas, seater with two foreigns slidin'
Nigga better watch his tone, because I'll take your life
And when my nigga lost the pack, his own dargy slimed him
You don't know how, you don't know who
The trenches going hard, I thought I showed you
Wherever I go, I'm got the trenches with me, I'm tryna take the trenches with me
I'm really getting tired of the calls, for sure
And baby, there ain't no fraudstar in the fours
And we heard there's more bitches, broski or em all
The time I spent up on the block it makes me wanna—
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