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lil mac gs9 & rob wellz - slappin lyrics

[verse 1: lil mac gs9]
mac, movie
pull up on the block shootin’
really shootin’, i ain’t hoopin’
spin the block twice like i’m movin’
the main attraction
i ain’t press pause, i remain in action
you know i’m rappin’, but i ain’t cappin’
that’s me in yo’ speakers and this sh_t slappin’
t_dot wooo walk on the set
sixteen bars and i’m gettin’ a check
she a groupie so i’m gettin’ the neck
clear a coupie so he gettin’ the tec
call up fetty with the .45
two opps, took both lives
i cannot f_ck with no blxcky n_gga
glock on me with a d_cky n_gga
one call, we on demon time
9 on me, b_tch it’s nina time
real sh_t, i don’t need to rhyme
so i’ma say some different sh_t
every day i’m with a different b_tch
every day you with a different clique
false flaggin’, n_gga you a b_tch
toe tag ’em, got his momma sick
wooo walk then i go catch a body
goes the case, n_gga it was a homie
he want beef, b_tch it’s salame
hit his block, they thought it was the army
glock spreadin’, better duck n_gga
and i heard you a f_ck n_gga

[verse 2: lil mac gs9]
all these guns like the f_ckin’ navy
lil’ n_gga you a f_ckin’ baby
pull up on him, with his f_ckin’ baby, ayy
let that b_tch spray
p_ssy n_gga wanna try me
might just catch a homie
good lawyers behind me
in the set, they might find me

[verse 3: rob wellz]
schemin’
we ain’t the ones who be schemin’
ya’ dreamin’
drive by
always j_panese, european
when i’m speedin’
hearts be
bleeding
feel the pressure when you’re breathing
shawty
you’re stressin’ me out. i’m sorry, i’m leavin’
no time for grieving
but i’m fillin’ my pockets, you’re feeling deceiving
fire
but my sound always freezing
they can’t sort what they’re seeing
40 star, got them believing
hoodie up, you know that’s the season
i’m posted up with the demons
rep the block for a reason, 40
you know the opps get defeated
my gang bangin’ n_ggas, all love that i’m neutral
just ’cause my ass neutral don’t mean i won’t shoot you
been had a bad temper, you know that i’m coocoo
see me up in queens, holla “sak pase p__poosh”
i ain’t playin’ no mo’. wasn’t playin’ before g
i’ll tell you again once i’m finished recording
catch you at night and come back the next morning
if you f_ckin’ with mac then you f_ckin’ with 40

- lil mac gs9 rob wellz lyrics

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