[Verse 1]
Yeah
Mike and Josh is back again, Rico and Baggy is back in business
Hundred bitches lining up for some shit they don't even know
Do you know what's boutta happen? The best producer rapper combo with commas
Talk to your pharmacist if you ain't feeling this
You must be crazy boy you off your rocker, by the way this rock and sock bruh
Tapping in to my chakras, pass this shit to your momma
So if you really can't follow, your whole noggin is hollow
Your shit ain't deep, it's shallow, rowing a boat with no paddle
You're barely even a rapper, riding this beat with no saddle, bitch
[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah
One dimensional ass piece of no good nonsense, you disrespect my fam
I should knock your ass unconscious
Acting like a bitch and you surprised about responses, or lack there of
I guеss, but here's a tip from me to you
You'll nеver be back on my side, and that's the coldest fucking truth
Let me tell you something, brother, please respect my word
When my homie tried to help you out, you kicked him to the curb
He may forgive you, but I don't have no slice of sympathy
Whatever you're going through at the time is not worth your obscenities
You understand me young man? Fucking look at me when I speak to you
I'm not playing games no more, you just gotta see what you do
And this is not no what you did, this is something that's in the present
So I decided to put all this bullshit on my permanent record, motherfucker
Let's talk about them ableist terms
And you still tryna stick to my validity like leeches and worms
Fuck my opinion, you need to fuckin fix yourself
Take all that bullshit from home and put it right on the shelf
Once again, there's no excuses for what you did and you see it
But you trying talk to me still, still talking all that shit in secret
Motherfucker, that's wrong, and I know that you know it
You keep talking about change, but you have yet to even show it, bitch
And this is not no lie, you fucked up so much you made my best friends cry
On multiple occasions, and you still ain't changing
The whole personal problems excuse is really quickly aging
And this is for all you manipulative motherfuckers
I ain't playing favorites, only on occasion, like
Like, when I'm spinning these beats, when I'm writing these bars
I'm thinking to myself right now, "am I going too hard?"
But fuck that, if you ain't ask yourself when you sent that shit to my man
I ain't holding shit back, I don't give a fuck if you're a fan
Suck my dick, bitch, I'm a God to your life
I'm talking real shit, not even out of spite, look
I'm going out of pocket, I don't give a fuck about it
Tell me you regret it, and yeah, I really fucking doubt it
Before this shit even happened, I could see you turning sour
Telling people to shut the fuck up at every single fucking hour?
You shut the fuck up bitch, and I'll say it even louder
I'm glad that you're gone, I'm glad that I'm writing this song
You know what you did was wrong, but that time you took it too far
You told him you needed distance? After all of that bitching?
Really? Ok, let's look at the all the facts on the paper
You said you're taking a break, then came back a few hours later
Just to indirectly make statements about my friends interests
You being kicked from the server was way better
Than your whole fucking entrance, bitch
And it goes on and on, just like the loops of this song
Josh, hit me with the beat, you did that boy real wrong
Well, Imma do you way worse, I put some advice in this verse
Don't try to buy your friends back, bitch, you know it won't work
You can keep the fucking cash, bitch, you don't even deserve them
You don't deserve anyone in your life the way your ass hurt them
You're a hack and a half, and that's that, bitch
[Outro]
And it goes on and on
1, 2, 3, 4, I keep killing these songs
So come and sing along, so come and sing along
The macho king is coming back, and don't give a fuck
If you don't fuck with that, bitch
And it goes on and on
5, 6, 7, 8, I keep killing these songs
So come and sing along, so come and sing along
The macho king is coming back, don't give a fuck
If you don't fuck with that, bitch, yeah, uh
And it goes on and on
9, 10, 11, 12, I keep killing these songs
So come and sing along, so come and sing along
The macho king is coming back
Don't give a fuck if you don't fuck with that, motherfucker
Macho king, in this bitch, Knucklehead, HPF, you know the deal
Yeah
Mike and Josh is back again, Rico and Baggy is back in business
Hundred bitches lining up for some shit they don't even know
Do you know what's boutta happen? The best producer rapper combo with commas
Talk to your pharmacist if you ain't feeling this
You must be crazy boy you off your rocker, by the way this rock and sock bruh
Tapping in to my chakras, pass this shit to your momma
So if you really can't follow, your whole noggin is hollow
Your shit ain't deep, it's shallow, rowing a boat with no paddle
You're barely even a rapper, riding this beat with no saddle, bitch
[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah
One dimensional ass piece of no good nonsense, you disrespect my fam
I should knock your ass unconscious
Acting like a bitch and you surprised about responses, or lack there of
I guеss, but here's a tip from me to you
You'll nеver be back on my side, and that's the coldest fucking truth
Let me tell you something, brother, please respect my word
When my homie tried to help you out, you kicked him to the curb
He may forgive you, but I don't have no slice of sympathy
Whatever you're going through at the time is not worth your obscenities
You understand me young man? Fucking look at me when I speak to you
I'm not playing games no more, you just gotta see what you do
And this is not no what you did, this is something that's in the present
So I decided to put all this bullshit on my permanent record, motherfucker
Let's talk about them ableist terms
And you still tryna stick to my validity like leeches and worms
Fuck my opinion, you need to fuckin fix yourself
Take all that bullshit from home and put it right on the shelf
Once again, there's no excuses for what you did and you see it
But you trying talk to me still, still talking all that shit in secret
Motherfucker, that's wrong, and I know that you know it
You keep talking about change, but you have yet to even show it, bitch
And this is not no lie, you fucked up so much you made my best friends cry
On multiple occasions, and you still ain't changing
The whole personal problems excuse is really quickly aging
And this is for all you manipulative motherfuckers
I ain't playing favorites, only on occasion, like
Like, when I'm spinning these beats, when I'm writing these bars
I'm thinking to myself right now, "am I going too hard?"
But fuck that, if you ain't ask yourself when you sent that shit to my man
I ain't holding shit back, I don't give a fuck if you're a fan
Suck my dick, bitch, I'm a God to your life
I'm talking real shit, not even out of spite, look
I'm going out of pocket, I don't give a fuck about it
Tell me you regret it, and yeah, I really fucking doubt it
Before this shit even happened, I could see you turning sour
Telling people to shut the fuck up at every single fucking hour?
You shut the fuck up bitch, and I'll say it even louder
I'm glad that you're gone, I'm glad that I'm writing this song
You know what you did was wrong, but that time you took it too far
You told him you needed distance? After all of that bitching?
Really? Ok, let's look at the all the facts on the paper
You said you're taking a break, then came back a few hours later
Just to indirectly make statements about my friends interests
You being kicked from the server was way better
Than your whole fucking entrance, bitch
And it goes on and on, just like the loops of this song
Josh, hit me with the beat, you did that boy real wrong
Well, Imma do you way worse, I put some advice in this verse
Don't try to buy your friends back, bitch, you know it won't work
You can keep the fucking cash, bitch, you don't even deserve them
You don't deserve anyone in your life the way your ass hurt them
You're a hack and a half, and that's that, bitch
[Outro]
And it goes on and on
1, 2, 3, 4, I keep killing these songs
So come and sing along, so come and sing along
The macho king is coming back, and don't give a fuck
If you don't fuck with that, bitch
And it goes on and on
5, 6, 7, 8, I keep killing these songs
So come and sing along, so come and sing along
The macho king is coming back, don't give a fuck
If you don't fuck with that, bitch, yeah, uh
And it goes on and on
9, 10, 11, 12, I keep killing these songs
So come and sing along, so come and sing along
The macho king is coming back
Don't give a fuck if you don't fuck with that, motherfucker
Macho king, in this bitch, Knucklehead, HPF, you know the deal
( Hpfmav & Knvcklehead )
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