sik - makkgin & pintscored lyrics
[intro]
woohoo, woohoo
f*ck you smokin on
f*ck you smokin on
[chorus]
two twin glocks under that
i could bog down, leave em sick
and the drac’ heel got some kick
he a ho and can’t come for my l!ck
wing the door and i ball out with stick
that n*gga ain hop out for that he a b*tch
slam dunk im wit makk’ on this bih
[?]
at they bro lot, then i flipped they bro quick
young n*gga [?]
young n*gga sorry, he can’t run from the gl!ck
i’ll bog em to h*ll, the f*ck he gon do about it? (yup)
pop out the cut, then i shoot bout it
hop in the spot, we gon loot prolly
swerve out the ‘cat, it got a ho livid on act’
you prolly got blue, prolly
n*gga know i’m surely with this switch
he tried to f*cking run
have his ass [?] a youngin blitz
with a fully gun
pop out on a opp squad gang
know we f*cking won (just popped out n*gga, this sh*t was just early morning)
[verse]
just popped out then i spinned that sh*t again
we on feet, hop out the hotbox
young n*gga shoot my f&n
{?}
this bih here hold the .40
i can’t play wit opp
sippin red while on the e*way, spot a opp then flip they car
man down (man down)
just bogged down wit’ this stick, he ain’t make it far
get down (get down)
this sh*t here loud (loud)
this sh*t here make gun sound (gun sound)
just pop out wit a chop, this bih here gon wipe the crowd
[chorus]
two twin glocks under that
i could bog down, leave em sick
and the drac’ heel got some kick
he a ho and can’t come for my l!ck
wing the door and i ball out with stick
that n*gga ain hop out for that he a b*tch
slam dunk im wit makk’ on this bih
[?]
at they bro lot, then i flipped they bro quick
young n*gga [?]
young n*gga sorry, he can’t run from the gl!ck
i’ll bog em to h*ll, the f*ck he gon do about it? (yup)
pop out the cut, then i shoot bout it
hop in the spot, we gon loot prolly
swerve out the ‘cat, it got a ho livid on act’ (sippin’ on act’)
you prolly got blue, prolly
n*gga know i’m surely with this switch
he tried to f*cking run
have his ass [?] a youngin blitz
with a fully gun
pop out on a opp squad gang
know we f*cking won (just popped out n*gga, this sh*t was just early morning)
[outro]
…ass n*gga, b*tch
get the f*ck outta here!
like yall, like
what are yall like, the clone generation?
get the f*ck outta here
you f*cking with makkgin
yah, yah, yah
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