Macho Style Lyrics

Drip like a faucet

Whip that auto body

Nigga need my profits

Off top

Roger that you copy

Aim for his noggin

He can't kap

You can call em honest

When i'm wit my son

Look like i got that

Andy milanokis

Sorry, not sorry

Nigga fuck round

And get his head chopped

I never been a chef

You can call my phones

At any given time

Just don't call collect

The hole from that sawed mf

Shit, really rocked his chest

Prolly would've lied

Tellin his guys that the vest would help

Thirty five, seven time five

No KD joke is next

Just figured i

Do multiply

Cause it was sounding fresh

Really high

I've signified

That i'm gone smoke to death

Might just do a poll

On all of my hoes

See who give throat the best

Shit that's my main

She just hit me

Lemme show respect

Other hand

Come wit that ratchet

Unplug the whole connect

Malfunction

I get to dumping until it's nothing left

Really bout these bucks

Uppin the Ante to shoot no tony snell

Sent like fifty slips, overnighted

Should drop on you by twelve

Signature required

You apple pay 'fore it's in the mail

My money counter broke

Cause I overloaded with fucking blues

And now I count up by hand

Til I the one I want on sale

This our third time going raw

She still ain't got a smell

Talked my head off half of the time

Go fix your fuckin hair

Havoc on these niggas with prices

Who else you know compare

You in or you out with this shit

Just make ya motion clear

My shootas bringing smoke

You just sparking blunts til the smoke appear

These niggas need some focus here

Ain't no damn hope in here

Kg see a play far away like a scope in here

Told her I would pay for some pussy

Then I hoe'd her quick

This my last time fuckin shawty

Cause the throat ain't shit

And don't b digging all in my glove baby

It's dope in it

I threw some white out on the name

Think they gone notice it

I sent it to the teller

And she cashed the shit jokingly