Mache

Uh Huh Mal fwen dang Wap kon Jorge, bitch don't play with me I could get real frekon (Frekon) watch what you say to me (La meld) I'm not finna pale I walk around with that bale (Brr) I'm not finna send her no lyft (Bitch) Trust me that girl finna machè (What she gon do?) Lil bitty bitch (Huh) She gon suck this dick, then she gon leave I ain't finna drive (Nah) I don't feel like wasting gasoline What she say? She say don't got no money on her card Machè, machè, sorry you gon have to stomp the yard Lil Haitian Gotti (What you gon do?) You don't gotta f*ck with me (Damn) How the f*ck I'm finna be the C-E-O if I don't need no company? ( Damn) How the f*ck I'm finna wake up and make a milli? (Uh huh) How the f*ck I'm finna spaz? (What?) How the f*ck I'm finna get it? But f*ck it, If gotta get it, I'm getting it first Toolied up, like I'm Phineas Ferb In tenth grade I was sipping the syrup Eleventh grade getting to work I'ma clean motherfucker tell me why these niggas steady tryna do me dirty (Why?) I don't ever bust back, cause I'm the type of nigga pull up and shoot you first Niggas beefing 'bout bitch (What he gon do?) That got nothing to do with me (Damn) How the f*ck you finna beef over that pussy that's for the community? (How?) How the f*ck the opposition know about my business and it was just you and me? (How?) How the f*ck is that my bitch? (How?) I was tryna to see her tou tou ni It was just you and me Wap kon Jorge, bitch don't play with me I could get real frekon, watch what you say to me (Watch what you say to me) I'm not finna pale (Damn) I walk around with that bale I'm not finna send her no lyft Sorry, that girl gotta machè (What she gon do?) Lil bitty bitch (Huh) She gon suck this dick, then she gon leave I ain't finna drive (Why?) I don't feel like wasting gasoline What she say? She say don't got no money on her card Machè, machè, sorry you gon have to stomp the yard Seven six two (Oh yeah) Got a glock and I won't miss you Bitch I'm bout to bring the led out (Bitch) I ain't even got no pencil Told my Ex I'm finna head out (I'm gone) Shawty I don't even much miss you You know I'm a vakabon, I was just tryna get back in you I was tryna get that bou boun But I gotta go you soumoun Bitch I got to go (I'm gone) Skr, Vaminoes (Err) Bitch I'm from pompano These niggas gotta do better Think I ain't got it on me It ain't a nigga alive that I'm scared of (It ain't a nigga) I been chilling lately (Oh yeah) Keep my distance lately Nigga switch sides on me, I ain't even shocked I knew you been was hating Say I'm tripping baby (Say I'm tripping) I don't even listen baby Steady clutching on my fire Ra-ta-ta They say I'm figalating Wap kon Jorge, bitch don't play with me (Bitch don't play with me) I could get real frekon, watch what you say to me (Watch what you say to me) I'm not finna pale (Damn) I walk around with that bale I'm not finna send her no lyft Sorry, that girl gotta machè (What she gon do?) Lil bitty bitch (Huh) She gon suck this dick, then she gon leave I ain't finna drive (Why?) I don't feel like wasting gasoline What she say? She say don't got no money on her card Machè, machè, sorry you gon have to stomp the yard Machè, machè Machè, machè, machè, machè Machè, machè, machè, machè