Don't talk to me, nuh-uh (Nuh-uh) Don't stare at me, nuh-uh (Ooh) Yeah, I done glowed up (Chyeah) Then I fucked your bitch, uh-huh (Uh-huh) What's your name? Lil Pump (Brrt) Told that bitch shut up (Chyeah) I drink a lotta lean (Ooh), pop a lotta pills

I'm gonna (I'm gonna) I'm gonna (I'm gonna) I'm gonna (I'm gonna) I'm gonna catch you lady I'm gonna catch you lady, catch you lady Catch you lady uh huh Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Oh darling, will you ever change your mind I've been feeling left

I'm the mack, I'm the mack I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Yeah) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Skeet) Minor setbacks for major comebacks, yeah (Ooh) Baby, have a talk with your son That nigga lookin' like a sack, huh (Bitch) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Mack)

Ohh, huh, that's how it's goin down huh? You niggaz hit me like that in the fuckin back? In the fuckin back?! Bitches!! ARF, ARF!! (WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?!) This how we do bitch niggaz, f'real I'm tryin to let you niggaz know how the fuck it's goin

Vroom vroom, vroom vroom vroom vroom (vroom) Scoot scoot, scoot scoot scoot scoot (scoot) Bitch convertible coupe (vroom vroom vroom vroom) She sittin' on my- huh Vroom, vroo-vroom, vroom Yeah, yeah, yeah She said vroom vroom vroom vroom, ooh (Oh my God,

Oh my God, oh my God Blocka, blocka, big up, big up It’s the Coke Boy nigga with the A$AP Mob I see ‘em hatin’ on the boy huh? ‘Til I pull up on the boy, huh? But you couldn’t fuck with the flow I got City just turned into the oh I ride Pretty

I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?) Pick him up in a space coupe, I don't let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe) New freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil' bitch) Fifty K, you could come and

Against me ('gainst me) Don't hold it against me ('gainst me) Can't hold it against me ('gainst me) To my women with the utmost respect, intellect Yeah, yeah, ay, huh Da da, da da, oh yeah, uh I should've listen to my intuition

Stay with me, Did I say that I need you? No one knows this more than me. Everything you gave Yes, I understand that every life must end, aw-huh, As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, aw-huh, Oh I'm a lucky man, to count on both hands The ones I

La, la, la, la La, la, laa (huh) This that him that's talking shit La, laa, la, laa Oh my god, Ronny Like a Quarter Pounder, I found her She with a boy think it's Ned Flanders She said that, really nice