[Verse 1: Nina Macc]
That lame shit ain't gon' get yo name lit
You'll get pigeonholed with them other lame tricks
You some pigeon hoes bet you on the same dicks
Like it's birdfeed and yall just some baby chicks
But I'm a duck hunter motherfucker
Get to cracking this pistol and see them feathers start to ruffle
And this a dynasty why you trying me
You looking for trouble find your career up in a duffle
I know they think they wit it but forget it
I know your nigga think he tight and he can hit it
I know yall motherfuckers jokes and need to quit it
When you see an empress stand then everybody bеtter sit it
I know you bitches rather chokе than have to spit it
I know you hookers really hoped that I'd forget it
I know yall need to get some rope and some cigarettes
It's bout to be an execution 9 I'ma riddle it
[Chorus: Nina Macc]
That lame shit ain't gon' get yo name lit
Keep talking shit you gon' get yo brain hit
Keep walking trick you ain't with the gang shit
You ain't bout that life you ain't bout to bang bitch
That lame shit ain't gon' get yo name lit
And that buster that you fucking got some lame dick
Keep walking trick you ain't with the gang shit
You ain't bout that life you ain't bout to bang on this
[Verse 2: Nina Macc]
Bet me if you think I'm lying
You got the dough right bet me if you think I'm trying
Put up your whole house as collateral
Or anything you own down to lose it don't matter though
Guaranteed to leave your ass a sadder hoe
They call me crazy but I never been inside a home
These walls ain't never padded like a period
Yall phonies only here cause one time I wasn't serious
But a bitch back baby Nina Macc
Been always throwing up this dub better see the facts
But if you step up in this cage you gon' get attacked
Don't make me drill that in your head word to Chiraq
I set the bar high so you ain't climbing that
Yeah I be all up in the sky I learned it from a bat
Killing all you bitches yeah you better tap
Put me on the map put your palms on the mat
[Chorus: Nina Macc]
That lame shit ain't gon' get yo name lit
Keep talking shit you gon' get yo brain hit
Keep walking trick you ain't with the gang shit
You ain't bout that life you ain't bout to bang bitch
That lame shit ain't gon' get yo name lit
And that buster that you fucking got some lame dick
Keep walking trick you ain't with the gang shit
You ain't bout that life you ain't bout to bang on this
That lame shit ain't gon' get yo name lit
You'll get pigeonholed with them other lame tricks
You some pigeon hoes bet you on the same dicks
Like it's birdfeed and yall just some baby chicks
But I'm a duck hunter motherfucker
Get to cracking this pistol and see them feathers start to ruffle
And this a dynasty why you trying me
You looking for trouble find your career up in a duffle
I know they think they wit it but forget it
I know your nigga think he tight and he can hit it
I know yall motherfuckers jokes and need to quit it
When you see an empress stand then everybody bеtter sit it
I know you bitches rather chokе than have to spit it
I know you hookers really hoped that I'd forget it
I know yall need to get some rope and some cigarettes
It's bout to be an execution 9 I'ma riddle it
[Chorus: Nina Macc]
That lame shit ain't gon' get yo name lit
Keep talking shit you gon' get yo brain hit
Keep walking trick you ain't with the gang shit
You ain't bout that life you ain't bout to bang bitch
That lame shit ain't gon' get yo name lit
And that buster that you fucking got some lame dick
Keep walking trick you ain't with the gang shit
You ain't bout that life you ain't bout to bang on this
[Verse 2: Nina Macc]
Bet me if you think I'm lying
You got the dough right bet me if you think I'm trying
Put up your whole house as collateral
Or anything you own down to lose it don't matter though
Guaranteed to leave your ass a sadder hoe
They call me crazy but I never been inside a home
These walls ain't never padded like a period
Yall phonies only here cause one time I wasn't serious
But a bitch back baby Nina Macc
Been always throwing up this dub better see the facts
But if you step up in this cage you gon' get attacked
Don't make me drill that in your head word to Chiraq
I set the bar high so you ain't climbing that
Yeah I be all up in the sky I learned it from a bat
Killing all you bitches yeah you better tap
Put me on the map put your palms on the mat
[Chorus: Nina Macc]
That lame shit ain't gon' get yo name lit
Keep talking shit you gon' get yo brain hit
Keep walking trick you ain't with the gang shit
You ain't bout that life you ain't bout to bang bitch
That lame shit ain't gon' get yo name lit
And that buster that you fucking got some lame dick
Keep walking trick you ain't with the gang shit
You ain't bout that life you ain't bout to bang on this
( Nina Macc )
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