Macbook

[Intro]
You already know what the fuck going on
Aye!
That's the sound
Yeah, bitch
We ain't sipping no more drank
We sipping on motherfucking water

[Chorus]
We smoking propane out a fucking Backwood
I got Gucci on my shoes while I play on my MacBook
Bitch I'm smoking propane out a fucking Backwood
I got Louis on my shoes while I play on my MacBook

[Verse]
You can't never try to talk about me, bitch I will see
Why you tryna beef with me when you ain't even know me?
I got your bitch on my dick, she do whatever I please
She even taking out the trash when I just lay up and eat
I can smell a fuckboy from a mile away
When he reach his destination he gon' get clapped today
I'm gon' laugh and stack my paper 'til God tell me to pray
I'm gon' drip on all my haters 'til the day that I fade

[Bridge]
Light it and go
I like to stack it up
She wanted the blow
I still wanna stack it up
I like to stack it up
I just stack it up

[Chorus]
We smoking propane out a fucking Backwood
I got Gucci on my shoes while I play on my MacBook
Bitch I'm smoking propane out a fucking Backwood
I got Louis on my shoes while I play on my MacBook