Macy's Lyrics

Up-up in that Benz, I'm whipping Mercedes

Just look at my neck, my diamonds foogazy

Always want to agrue she drivin' me crazy

But I can't even lie, that's my lil baby

Pretty lil' vibe she flew in from Haiti

Told that boy get a life, he need to stop hating

Can't trust nobody, I swear they be flakey

I feel like a star, ain't talking bout Macy's, woah

I just hop on this beat and I float

Can't love you girl that is a no

F-C-P, that's the family fasho

Yeah, rule number one never switch on the bros

Big body Tonka, I'm feeling like Yeat

Yeah I'm really hard, don't know why they sleep

She love my music it's all on repeat

I bagged a baddie, and ain't even speak

I'm from Florida, you know I put golds in my teeth

Best believe I put on for the team

Cuban link bustin' you know it's gon' bling

Ain't callin' bout business, then I let it ring

She went through my phone, it ain't what it seem

Now she in her feelings, and making a scene

So I put that girl in Celine

I'm playin', I'm stackin' that money Yao Ming

Sp-spent like 150 on all black jeans

Shout out ma dukes, I swear that's my queen

Sing to yo girl like I was JT

Only here for one night then I gotta leave

I just stay out the way, and do what I do

Don't need no new friends lil boy who is you?

Really be in my feelings, when I'm in the stu

Lost myself for a minute, but had to regroup