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Yeah! I take a sip of coffee, you know, wake my mind up Yeah, okay, ah, okay, ah, okay, ah, okay Lit! Every time I spit, man, I'ma light a fire like propane Lit! I'ma wake you up like you just did a line of the cocaine Ayy, H-Mack, man, I'm comin' through swift I'm the type of rapper that can never be dissed Put me in your system, better turn me up louder Crushin' rappers into cocaine, that's powder Ayy, I'm about to break 'em down Ayy, I will report my rhymes Ayy, I will explore my mind Ayy, I don't need to snort no lines Nah, 'cause I be high on life every time that I vibe on the mic That's right, H-Mack, outta sight, and I keep my shit tight Ayy, everybody really 'bout to peep it tonight Ayy, it's goin' down when I'm up in the place Peace to the homie who be puffin' the vape Yeah, plus he be sippin' a beer Hold up one minute, we be gettin' it clear Yeah, they gon' understand me well He said, "I'm cultured, so I drink San Miguel" H-Mack in it, man, they turn me up loud Yo, right now, I'll be all up in your cloud Hold up, and you know we are in the house Had to put his T-shirt over his mouth Yeah, if I do it, I will be in trouble I tried it for a second but my voice got muffled Ayy, y'all know I make 'em say, "Oh, shit!" Every time I rhyme, I'm 'bout to help you keep your focus I'm about to help you travel from the mind, a road trip Every time I light the fuse, you know I'm too explosive Ayy, Mack, man, I really got the swag I'ma put the whole game in a body bag Yeah, I'ma show my style to y'all I'ma getcha twisted like alcohol I will be rippin' raps and it's a fact The kid named Mack, I gotcha twisted like ya sippin' that The San Miguel, he cracked the can, I'm 'bout to rap for fans Ayo, I really make it happen, man! Hold up, ayy, and you know we are all up in this Ayy, I'm about to let you witness He was like, "Cocaine, alcohol, and the last word, hmm Did you just say, women? H-Mack, you know that I got 'em all flinchin'? Ayy, y'all know that I normally wear jet black He threw the word out, I had to correct that Ayy, I'm about to change it and rearrange it before I flame it, then aim it Out to the people who be repping for my team Peace to my man on the other side of the screen Mack all up in it, you know that I love words I'm a nerd, so you gotta hit me with the buzzwords Hey, so he gave me the love I was like, "Oh, words that can give you a buzz?" No doubt, that's dope H-Mack, man, they love it, what I'm bringin' Off the tongue tip, y'all know that I'm flingin' Peace to the homie who be reppin' outta England Yeah, he was like, "It ain't dope right now I'm in England but, yo, it's always shit" I said, "What's wrong with it?" He said, "We got COVID, wack-ass people, and politics" Damn, hope you can find a new way, hope I can lift you up right today? He says, "Oh, shit," and swings his hand like this Then he throws it in the other, I'ma leave the track smothered I will be callin' what I'm seein', I'm the dopest human bein' When I'm on the mic, you know I got the style Ayy, I make a mosaic with rhymes kinda like your ceilin' with tiles Ayy, hold up, I roll up, I show you my skillset It's Harry Mack, there ain't a beat I ain't killed yet I do it for people who live on Omegle I spark y'all, I feel like your room just got darker Your camera's adjustin', they love how I'm bustin' He keeps on smokin', yeah, he keeps on puffin' Mack, I will be dope every time I create I'm smokin' the mic like you smokin' yo' vape Ayy, blowin' out a cloud, I'ma hitcha with the rain Harry Mack, I'm really flowin' off the brain Got 'em sayin', "Holy shit," the microphone, I be controllin' it I told you that I'm fully sick, every time I keep it lit Yeah, Mack is back on, ayy, crush it every song Ayy, y'all know I'ma spew spray from LA out to the UK Let's go!
Writer(s): Eric Schell, Harry Hamilton Mckenzie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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