Immackulate, Pt. 2 Premo Rice (Ft. Deloney)

[Chorus: Deloney]
Black excellence, that’s immackulate
I’ma mack your bitch, that’s immackulate
My fabrics are fabulous, that’s immackulate
You’s a has-been, past-tense, below average

[Post-Chorus: Deloney]
I’m in love with myself
I don’t need no drugs
Geeked up on myself

Never underestimate the sauce
I’ll mack your bitch, throwin’ hella shade and salt
A real mack pay the estimated costs
Never hate the loss, re-up and generate the guap

[Verse: Premo Rice]
Go
“Mr. Rice, please don’t steal my wife” (Steal my wife)
I’ma film her, make her [?] start tonight
It’s a movie, bitch, look at me, this that POV (POV)
Yeah, you love him, but this dick is what you need (What you need)
Huh, fuck you rough, what’s up with that butt? (With that butt)
I’m goin’ soft, bitch, you gon’ need to get me up (Get me up)
Huh, eat you up, what the fuck you thought? (Fuck you thought)
That’s for selective bitches, know that you ain’t boss (You ain’t boss)
Bitch, you lost, you got next (Hey)
Got these chickens wet up off my ‘Gram, that’s cybersex (Sex)
I’ma put these drugs up in you when I hit the stroke (Stroke)
Get you mad addictive, baby, make you overdose
Get them cheeks up high (High) for the most fly (Fly)
Bitch, I’m cross-country with this pimpin’, no lie (Nah)
Hoe, I’m out of sight, swerve in a Blueberry ‘Vette (Swerve)
Might just drop the top and pimp a bitch on Sunset