Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mac Of The Year , by - Nef The Pharaoh. Release date: 01.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mac Of The Year |
| Yeah |
| Nigga, I’m the motherfuckin' mac of the motherfuckin' year of the motherfuckin' |
| motherfuckin' year, motherfuckin' year, nigga |
| I’m a mac, M-A-C and your bitch know it |
| She can’t relax, nigga the bag and all he did was grow it |
| Ain’t shit like this rap and this trap money |
| Either way, I’ma get paid, that’s why I act funny |
| I’ll be dead off the mud 'til she tap my pockets |
| I woke up out my sleep and took off like rockets |
| That’s your big brother bag, that is not your wallet (Cap) |
| My youngest son just turned one, I could put him through college (Facts) |
| I bought the Benz off the lot with the low mileage (Facts) |
| All cash, no L’s, fuck a co-signer (Facts) |
| Somebody tell these motherfuckers, I’m the big timer (Shit) |
| I’m the reason why these niggas think they big timing |
| My bitch bring me blues, your bitch bring you problems |
| You be on that hoe back like a dirty condom (Ha) |
| I never trip on a bitch I’m a real mobster |
| I crack a nigga on the field like I’m Shaq Thompson (Mobster) |
| You ain’t get the mud from the doc? |
| I do not want it |
| All my enemies is dead, I don’t got opponents |
| I drop a bag on your head and watch somebody blow it (Boom) |
| Yeah, my Perc' just kicked in, that bitch got me goin' |
| Quarterback with the pack, gold tee, I throw it (Go long) |
| We ain’t never shut down, my trap always rolling (Bitch) |
| I shopped so much at Barney’s, they went extinct |
| Flyest niggas on two feet, it’s Chang and SB |
| Passed up on your bitch, she was tryna molest me |
| I rock ice and keep a stick like I’m Wayne Gretzky |
| When I first met the ho, «Can I get the check please?» |
| Sike, I’m really not that nice, you shoulda went and got a geek |
| I’m the nigga in my hood, I should have my own street |
| I send your nigga to the store for some chips and a drink |
| And he better come back with my change and a receipt |
| Tellin' Nef he never ran outta gas, they on E |
| Fuck your grandma that’s sick and your partner that’s deceased (Fuck that nigga) |
| His headstone a Porta Potti, we gon' piss where he sleep |
| I was rich before Roddy and I still keep a gleek |
| Got so much game, the blind bitch wanna see |
| Like an inmate, fresh out the hoe, I got mail now (Money) |
| If you don’t see them niggas with me then we fell out |
| She love when I hop in the booth and go beast |
| I know the real shooter gang, your friends the police |
| You be giving them statements, and me? |
| I don’t speak |
| If she ride with the chain, the ho finna work her cleats |
| I bought a little twenty ounce just so I could drop a three |
| Beat the pussy up for hours, I got stamina for weeks |
| Feelin' like I’m Austin Powers on this groovy ass beat (Groovy baby) |
| I can make a square one lady into a freak |
| I’ma independent P, fuck this rap industry |
| The ho told me she ran away 'cause you weak |