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witt tha mac - nettspend lyrics

[intro]
(to get to the backrooms, you must no*clip out of reality)

[verse 1: deffici1e]
i’m wit’ mack in a h*llcat, come and get yo’ sh*t back
how you know we split that?
gen in crib, i hit that
i’m tryna punch in, tryna eat my d*ck up like a big mac
talk on 1c we gon’ break his bones just like a kit*kat
oh, that’s yo’ b*tch? yeah, i hit that
oh, that’s yo’ block? yeah, i spin that
scene b*tch tryna f*ck wit’ me, she know that i’m the big man
shoot glocks, out the new mac
she wan’ f*ck, i’m her new man
in her crib like i’m truman
blacked out when i’m shootin’
she wan’ f*ck wit’ me ’cause she know i stay up in a bag
n*gga why you say my name? i do not f*cking know yo’ ass
same n*ggas that’s telling me to go outside and touch some grass
it’s the same n*ggas that don’t got green up in thеy f*ckin’ pants
i got green, yeah, i got cash
i just wan’ get me a lеase and stay
i stay with entities in the back
yeah, yeah, this b*tch off the mac

[verse 2: nettspend]
off a mac, off a mac, and we sliding in that ski’
put that money on your head
put that money on your head
turn off the f*cking trash
we sippin’ green lean, we not sipping promethazine
you ‘finna f*ck up for the rest of your life
fighting like i’m stephen rowe, beat him up for talkin’ mean, b*tch
got the glock, hit your f*ckin’ spleen, b*tch
when it stop, oh, give me h*lla things
and we gettin’ mad, taking everything
jt road runnin’, we’re takin’ all your things
ain’t no rage quitting, in it for the f*ckin’ green
f*ck this sh*t, stealin’ all your weed
f*ck this b*tch, put it in her spleen
roll the blunt, i’ve been feelin’ weak

- nettspend lyrics

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