[Lyric] Mac Talk (Big Nicoya)

Running to the bag
Like the Bart coming
Smoking on some cherry
Got my heart pumpin
Fucking with my vibe
Bitch you ain't nothin
Ima live my life
Ima Get Money

She fucking
With the swag
I got pep in it
We Bout to steal
Yo bitch
Give us 8 mins
It’s not our fault
It’s just Mac bidness
When you start of
You gone hear crickets
If you don’t fold
Then you stack digits
This for the fam
Til we get in it
Yeah you know
The slogan
Is to stack chicken
I be on the same
But we kinda different
Take trips anywhere
Danm I love a mission
Always on play
I be finger flicken
Is the cat good
Is it finger Lickin

Bitch We from the bay
Where the talk is different
Too much drank
Shit I’m passed
My limit
Too much trees
Shit it feel like
Christmas
Girl stop
Playing
Cuz you
On my hit List

When it coming
To clapping
Im feeling Olympic
Grew up on short
So I’m feeling
Like pimpin
Baby I’m a gentleman
Don’t get it
Twisted
When I’m
Off the drink
Ima talk to you different
Real Mack talk
When I talk
You gone listen
Love a bad bitch
That
Fuck it up
In the kitchen
Vintage on sale
When I pack it
I ship it
Always on game
So I know how to
Flip it