[Intro: Unkle D Money]
(Damjonboi)
Mack-town
Turn-around
Yeah
What up, Jonboi?
[Verse 1: Unkle D Money]
Another nigga dead, but we ain't mad, though
My nigga Bando dropped a new strand, he an asshole
And ain't no sittin' down and talkin', he ain't Lando
New opp pack in the air, that's what they mad for
Naw, 'cause they mans on a tee, that's what they sad for
I been trappin' all my life, bitch, I grew up in a bando
Lil D meet me on the block, ain't leavin' stock until the bag gone
(Niggas be spooked, you ain't whoop, why the fuck you got a rag on?)
Most of these hoes play it dirty, so that's why I keep the Mag' on
Why would I touch a basic bitch when I be fuckin' on the models?
I heard it's lonely at the top, but wasn't nobody at the bottom
Shift workin' in that spot, tryna come up on a thousand
Turned around, now I'm a boss, baby, I knew that from a toddler
Bro say he done trappin', but he still fuck around with couches
Callin' for a zip, the 'bows in, I don't fuck around with ounces
(Your mans a rat, you look goofy, you still fuck around with mouses)
Old-ass nigga, grown rats, y'all some big mice
Niggas jokes, laughin' at life, you can't get right
I'm from the Mack, but I been rollin' on the 7 like trick dice
(If the pussy good and the ass fat, I might trick twice)
You cap, you ain't tryna sell that strap, then what you show me for?
Nigga, you ain't sippin' Act', that ain't close enough
Tell that bitch watch them bumps while I'm pourin' up
Fun fact, I don't like hoes in the back that ain't rollin' up
Was into scams before corona, nigga, ain't shit slowin' up
Couple hundred for the jeans and Turtle zips just to hold 'em up
Remember I was that dirty lil' nigga, guess I'm glowin' up
Tell auntie I'm still shoppin', come load me up
I took a trip for it, I can't do no deals, is you broke or what?
(Damjonboi)
Mack-town
Turn-around
Yeah
What up, Jonboi?
[Verse 1: Unkle D Money]
Another nigga dead, but we ain't mad, though
My nigga Bando dropped a new strand, he an asshole
And ain't no sittin' down and talkin', he ain't Lando
New opp pack in the air, that's what they mad for
Naw, 'cause they mans on a tee, that's what they sad for
I been trappin' all my life, bitch, I grew up in a bando
Lil D meet me on the block, ain't leavin' stock until the bag gone
(Niggas be spooked, you ain't whoop, why the fuck you got a rag on?)
Most of these hoes play it dirty, so that's why I keep the Mag' on
Why would I touch a basic bitch when I be fuckin' on the models?
I heard it's lonely at the top, but wasn't nobody at the bottom
Shift workin' in that spot, tryna come up on a thousand
Turned around, now I'm a boss, baby, I knew that from a toddler
Bro say he done trappin', but he still fuck around with couches
Callin' for a zip, the 'bows in, I don't fuck around with ounces
(Your mans a rat, you look goofy, you still fuck around with mouses)
Old-ass nigga, grown rats, y'all some big mice
Niggas jokes, laughin' at life, you can't get right
I'm from the Mack, but I been rollin' on the 7 like trick dice
(If the pussy good and the ass fat, I might trick twice)
You cap, you ain't tryna sell that strap, then what you show me for?
Nigga, you ain't sippin' Act', that ain't close enough
Tell that bitch watch them bumps while I'm pourin' up
Fun fact, I don't like hoes in the back that ain't rollin' up
Was into scams before corona, nigga, ain't shit slowin' up
Couple hundred for the jeans and Turtle zips just to hold 'em up
Remember I was that dirty lil' nigga, guess I'm glowin' up
Tell auntie I'm still shoppin', come load me up
I took a trip for it, I can't do no deals, is you broke or what?
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