Makavelli lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro]
Let's go Mario
Ayo, yeah
I'm just piped up in this b*tch
What!
Gang, gang

[Verse]
And it's too many ops in this party, lil' b*tch
Make 'em bump my sh*t , I'm on tour, he get hit up
Walking with a stick and a blunt, man big up
Smoking on the 'xotic make 'em (Huh), make 'em hiccup
Snakes in the grass hit my line, they keep up
Run a lil' fast, that b*tch getting (?)
Say he got a (?) with some lil' ass (?)
Acting like he hard, get his motherf*cking b*tch f*cked

[Chorus]
Big face, on me (What)
Big rings, Rollies (What)
My sh*t, global (Skrr)
He's a, poser (Yeah, yeah)
(?)
Fake ass, cloner
(?)
She know I'm a dog, I'm a motherf*cking (?)
Woke up to this mud cause I hate being sober
[Bridge]
Blue devil sh*t
I'm up in Houston, I ball with the Rockets
Your b*tch on my jimmy, I tell her to stop it
( not John F. Kennedy, blue strips, that's kinda f*cked up)
Big ass chopper put a hole through his dome
(?) was a lil' ass boy
Finesse the pack but the whole team

[Part II]

[Verse]
[...]
(?) on my white Tee, n*ggas OD coming through (?)
Rick Owens my feet, too exaggerated, n*ggas stop guessin'
You ain't really like that, blow the city up, n*ggas startin' to laugh (Hahahaha, yeah)
n*ggas too goofy, beat a n*gga ass, n*ggas don't flash
You're not (?) n*gga, n*ggas not playin', DC (?)
Pull off from the gutter, n*ggas too lit, live broadcast