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I really hate when bitch ass niggas not standin' on business, like, y'all niggas not on shit

Like, I hit you up, I'm like, yo, you, you, you, you tryna run this shit, like, I'll pull

up right now, but you, you scared

I'm just speakin' the facts

I'm really the king of the jungle

These niggas call me Big Fat Cat

I'm really just standin' on business

You niggas love cap

Now you know why your bitch call me Mac

Big Mac

Hittin' yo bitch from the back

She tap

Now we runnin' it back

I'm really the king of my city

I'm standin' on facts

Got a bitch on my dick and she poppin' her titties at party, you know where we at

I'ma ball hard with my bitches

I'm litty got 150 rounds up in this Mac

Boom, boom, boom

I just extended the Mag

Whole lotta bands on my wrist

Got these lil' niggas mad

These niggas ain't standin' on shit it's so sad

Y'all niggas so pussy, y'all goin' up bad

Bad

Y'all niggas is goin' out bad

Y'all niggas is goin' out

What you mean you ain't fuckin' with me, bitch

What you mean that you outta my league, bitch

I done peeped that you follow my lead, bitch

All you is is sex to me bitch

She Callin' me daddy

Can't fall in love with no bady

I kick through the doors running through it like madden

I'm really the Bad man

Doin' shit that you couldn't imagine

I be usin' these rhymes for distractions

Hidin' things that I did in the passtense

Cause i'm really a savage

This shit look like magic

Get shot if you grab it

I really hate when bitch ass niggas not standin' on business, like, y'all niggas not on shit

Like, I hit you up, I'm like, yo, you, you, you, you tryna run this shit, like, I'll pull

up right now, but you, you scared

I'm just speakin' the facts

I'm really the king of the jungle

These niggas call me Big Fat Cat

I'm really just standin' on business

You niggas love cap

Now you know why your bitch call me Mac

Big Mac

Hittin' yo bitch from the back

She tap

Now we runnin' it back

I'm really the king of my city

I'm standin' on facts

Got a bitch on my dick and she poppin' her titties at party, you know where we at

I'ma ball hard with my bitches

I'm litty got 150 rounds up in this Mac

Boom, boom, boom

I just extended the mag

Whole lotta bands on my wrist

Got these lil' niggas mad

These niggas ain't standin' on shit it's so sad

Y'all niggas so pussy, y'all goin' up bad

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