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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devin McKenzie Cousin
Lyrics
गाने
(Brrrr)
Maccc
Yeah (let's go)
Okay I grew up in the Jack
That's where they raising Jackboyz
I stay low but on the go, still gotta get these racks boy
Kept that yeek on top my lap
My city on my back boy
And she know when I beat it up, i'm coming to beat the backboard
Yeah it's the M-A-triple C, don't get caught up in tabloids
Lost my mama, family drama,
Can't be stuck a sad boy
Seen lil buddy still a lame and I can't even feel bad for em
He tried to Diddy bop on me, ain't know I was the Bad Boy
Aye this the Mississippi massacre
I ain't mean kill it, I just had to take a stab at it
Back and forth with shorties I don't love just isn't adding up
Plus i'm stacking cash so give a fuck if shawty acting up
I know that just a act for her
But since we talking action, I got potnas that'll capture ya
At long range, with still shots and I ain't talkin cameras
And they some peaceful folk but they could turn into animals
We really more like savages
But damn i thought i told that I
Grew up in the Jack
That's where they raising Jackboyz
I stay low but on the go, still gotta get these racks boy
Kept that yeek on top my lap
My city on my back boy
And she know when I beat it up, i'm coming to beat the backboard
Yeah it's the M-A-triple C, don't get caught up in tabloids
Lost my mama, family drama,
Can't be stuck a sad boy
Seen lil buddy still a lame and I can't even feel bad for em
He tried to Diddy bop on me, ain't know I was the Bad Boy
If i'm the alpha wolf, you gotta know my dogs is stepping too
I might've skipped a couple steps but don't think I won't step to you
What if I stepped up to the plate and show you how a stepper do?
That took a step over your head, can tell you're just a stepping stool
But imma keep on stepping til I step
Into more revenue
And step into that whip that when I slide you hear it revving through
Then step into they're office let 'em know that i'll be stepping too
Then I step up to the door, make sure my homies stepping through
I told you I
Grew up in the Jack
That's where they raising Jackboyz
I stay low but on the go, still gotta get these racks boy
Kept that yeek on top my lap
My city on my back boy
And she know when I beat it up, i'm coming to beat the backboard
Yeah it's the M-A-triple C, don't get caught up in tabloids
Lost my mama, family drama,
Can't be stuck a sad boy
Seen lil buddy still a lame and i can't even feel bad for em
He tried to Diddy bop on me, ain't know I was the Bad Boy
(got damnit, he ain't know!)
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