The Mac & Mr. Bitches!
TZT:
(Hook)
(Ay) Sactown
Mufuckas wanna bring the mac out (uh)
Peter Pipe, better pipe down
Sit down lil nigga, pipe down (uh)
(Ay) Sactown
Mufuckas wanna bring the Mac out
Peter Pipe, better pipe down
Sit down lil nigga, pipe down (uh)
Ziccy
(Verse 1)
Bitches ain’t touchin' a nigga
No trust for you bitches
I’ll social distance
But still fuck on yo Mrs
Don’t rush Mr. Bitches
I’ll bust on yo bitch
No Mac 11
But I’m still dumpin' out pistols
Ziccy a thief in the night
He uh heatin’ the mic
Eat then he gonna write
She and she gonna like
He and he gonna bite
Freezing krypt in a night
Me and TZT gonna light
Rest In Peace for the night
(Hook)
(Ay) Sactown
Mufuckas wanna bring the mac out (uh)
Pеter Pipe, bettеr pipe down
Sit down lil nigga, pipe down (uh)
(Ay) Sactown
Mufuckas wanna bring the Mac out
Peter Pipe, better pipe down
Sit down lil nigga, pipe down (uh)
TZT:
(Verse 2)
Return of the Mack, like I got my receipt to Apple
Mac turn a nigga holy like chapel
My niggas is battle ready for the counter example
We smokin’ the competition ‘til they baffled
Goin’ crazy ‘til they put us in shackles
Niggas lazy, watch us grind for the castle
Figured lately, I been showin’ errybody ‘round me passion on a level they ain’t Never had to witness
So my presence unlike Santa
It’s completely fuckin’ different (Yuh!)
I ain’t really out here dissin’
But if you ain’t in my legion then you non-existent
I ain’t rappin’ ‘bout these Benzes (No!)
Say my name I’m fuckin’ trippin’ (Yuh!)
Spill the game upon the floor and watch a nigga catch a lot of bitches slippin’ (Huh!)
(Hook)
(Ay) Sactown
Mufuckas wanna bring the mac out (uh)
Peter Pipe, better pipe down
Sit down lil nigga, pipe down (uh)
(Ay) Sactown
Mufuckas wanna bring the Mac out
Peter Pipe, better pipe down
Sit down lil nigga, pipe down (uh)
Ziccy:
(Verse 3)
Niggas from the Sac town
Ain’t wanna act out
Don’t bring ya bitch ‘round
I’ma blow her back out
TZT:
(Verse 4)
I’ma pull her tracks out
Treat her like a cash cow
Black out, black out
Make the pussy tap out!
Ziccy:
(Verse 5)
Black out
Tap out
Left right up down
Got them pussy cheat codes
Got you niggas lapped now
TZT:
(Verse 6)
I’m a do the race
Made her think I’m movin’ fast now
Hit the pussy Raw and then I put that bitch on Smackdown
Watch me kick it like I’m Donnie Yen
TZT & Ziccy:
(Verse 7)
Got 'em christian like I’m again
(Hol’ up) Count the chickens that I got from hens
Jason Bourne I’m shootin' for the ten
I’ll watch you niggas snore you sleepin’ bored again
All my niggas Ford
We rough and tough like men
It’s Happy Hour can’t afford to lose again
And all my niggas focused, got no time for friends
(Hook)
(Ay) Sactown
Mufuckas wanna bring the mac out (uh)
Peter Pipe, better pipe down
Sit down lil nigga, pipe down (uh)
(Ay) Sactown
Mufuckas wanna bring the Mac out
Peter Pipe, better pipe down
Sit down lil nigga, pipe down (uh)
(Ay) Sactown
Mufuckas wanna bring the mac out (uh)
Peter Pipe, better pipe down
Sit down lil nigga, pipe down (uh)
(Ay) Sactown
Mufuckas wanna bring the Mac out
Peter Pipe, better pipe down
Sit down lil nigga, pipe down (uh)