M.E.m lyrics

[Intro]
Hitkidd, what it do man?
Hitkidd what the f*ck is up?
Hitkidd what the f*ck is up?
Ayy ayy ayy ayy

[Verse 1]
I don’t have a care in the world, so how would i give a f*ck bout what you heard
I ain’t with the actin, I been about action, they say I resemble a verb
I won’t buy her diamonds and pearls, ain't trickin on b*tches, that sh*t for the birds
Got a lil b*tch out in Houston, like my name was Marcus, her pus*y get served
I let her get on my di*k, but one thang she can't do is get on my nerves
No I'm not talking bout cheap cologne, but its so many hoes I done curved
Amiri jeans and my tee Vlone, im fresh like I'm making a serve
Stay out my lane and just leave me lone or we purge soon as you merge
You might get wacked before I take a loss, my lil n*gga nem undefeated
Six figure taxes, so when i make me a purchase I gotta receipt it
f*cking this actress, I took her right from a lame cause he really didn’t need it
No takesies-backsies, only thing I’m giving back to is one of the needy

[Verse 2]
If she act up she get treated, n*gga run up then he gone get deleted
Im not the one for retreating, f*ck all that peace, we ain't making no treaty
I grant her wish like a genie, my b*tch a queen, just like Nefertiti
Never catch me in the city, I just went booked me a flight to Tahiti
I keep having urges, i just made me an expensive purchase
Fly just like a pelican, green like Celtics, b*tch I’m Kendrick Perkins
Bone a b*tch like a skeleton, then im bailing, treat her like she worthless
Everything I said they felt it, I be popping sh*t in all my verses
This not a regular Glock, its a fully you
You must be stupid to think I won't pull it
Shoot up the school if he think he a bully
Tried to throw dirt on my name but he couldn’t
Spent $2,200 just on a hoodie
That’s why yo boo trynna show me her goodies
b*tch I’m a vet, don’t compare me to rookies
I’m that n*gga, the man, or however you put it
2020 Vette, I just preordered it
Thousand dollar suit, I’m dressing importantly
n*gga send a threat, I move accordingly
Choppa make music like an accordion
Money made a mess, I went and sorted it
Burning up the block, pull up and scorchin it
Jumping on the jet, flyest one boarding it
Won’t stop, they can’t locate my coordinates
Extended my vocab, extended the clips
Extended the hair on my b*tch, I don’t have a old gal
I don’t have a ex, forget ‘em when we call it quits
This ice on me cold, I think I’m getting sick
I need to go get me some vicks, I’m back in that mode
I’m back on my bully, these lil n*ggas just be some pits
[Bridge]
Big drip I’m drenching
Big B, Balenci
Racked up, got riches
Still post in Trenches
Pole like I’m fishing
No trust for b*tches
Coupe Wit the switches
No key ignition

[Hook]
I be on some making easy money pimpin hoes in style
Everybody wanna be my friend cause I’m the chosen child
Every single show I bring them b*tches out in every crowd
Only took me just a couple months to spend a hundred thou

[Verse 3]
Hitkidd, what it do man?
Lil mama bad but I passed that lil hoe to to Big Joda cause I cannot f*ck on my fans
D and G belt on my waist, it got VVS stones on dat b*tch just to hold up my Pants
Heat on my side, if he try to take something of mine then I’m gone have to give him a Tan
Its f*ck the system cause I do not even drink soda, so why all my bros in the can? (f*ck em)

[Outro]
Hitkidd what the f*ck is up?
Hitkidd, Hitkidd what the f*ck is up?
Free the motherf*cking Mac b*tch
Free the Mac till it's back b*tch