Mak Talk lyrics

by

Drippy


[Verse]
I’m ridin’ through the Bronx with the top off
With them b*tches that only f*ck with the top dogs
Put some money on your head, get you knocked off
Drippy-drip-drip-drip got that hot sauce, yuh
They had to let a n*gga out the pen'
I came home in the Ford with some timbs
I just did 3 for a hit
I shoot your blocko, pass the glocko to the b*tch
I’m on the block with all my shottaz, we gon’ spit
A hunnid shots off from this choppa when we spit
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I love the money b*tch, I don’t got no friends
30’s with extended clips
I spent it off on a Benz
I’ma ball till the end, n*gga I’m just tryna win
John Wall with the rock, b*tch I call loaded shots
On the block with the mop, bad b*tch give me top
Got Ciroc in my system, posted with the blicka
Came up on the system, let the .40 cal hit ya, yeah
I’m a real n*gga, six figures in the trap
Try to run up, you get clapped
Ty gon’ hit ‘em with the mak
Put that n*gga in the back, body bag, n*gga
You can’t trap on the ave, take these packs n*gga
He don’t got that bread then he gettin’ smacked, n*gga
I ain’t doing no features with no trash n*ggas
Disconnect the plug ‘cause that n*gga tryna tax n*ggas
Got a 15 year old and all he know is clap n*ggas
They lookin’ sour when the maks come around
I got my brim on when I come around
But what I do if he holdin’ on the pounds
I put my timbs on and I’m runnin’ down, yeah
I be on that hot sh*t, that post up on the block sh*t
Louis V fanny pack and that b*tch got a mop stick
Pull up and I drop sh*t, n*ggas better stop it
You’re not lit, so I’m takin' off once I c*cked it
Stupid b*tches f*ckin' with some lames, better watch it
‘Cause if I pull up and ya b*tches dead, ain’t gon’ stop sh*t
He was talking brazy, now he tryna cop it
I ain’t tryna hear that, pus*y boy, what’s poppin?
Boy y’all n*ggas mad soft, pull up with the mask off
Three second blast off like I work for NASA
All I know is cash dog, throw ‘em in the trash, dog
All them n*ggas trash dog, n*gga this that mak talk

[Outro]
I be on that hot sh*t, that post up on the block sh*t
Louis V fanny pack and that b*tch got a mop stick
Pull up and I drop sh*t, n*ggas better stop it
You’re not lit, so I’m takin' off once I c*cked it

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