MAC 10

Ayy, Mac ten, gonna blow your brain
Classy
Mac ten, gonna blow your brain
While I'm fucking on your bitch in the rain
In the pouring rain
It's a fucking drought, but it's all the same

Ran, at me reckless
Had to leave him breathless
Snatched up his necklace
Yeah, he had a death wish
Today was his last
Yeah, he met his match
And his ass got left in the past

Ran, at me reckless
Had to leave him breathless
Snatched up his necklace
Yeah, he had a death wish
Today was his last
Yeah, he met his match
And his ass got left in the past

Ayy, Mac ten, gonna blow your brain,
Mac ten gonna blow your brain
While I fuck your bitch in the rain
Like it's a campaign cocaine
Now we in the fast lane
Bitch, it's all the same
Don't act like I'm insane
Bitch, we on the same page
Got blasted with a ten-gauge
Again, over before it began
I'm the boogeyman
Had to take out the garbage can