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 f*ck 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