Macaroni (Remix)

[Verse 1: Mali Smith]
Mask up, you don't know who shoot
Shit be soaking wet, I call your hoe chicken noodle soup
Just know what she do, she do the crew then she gone fuck with you
Once you cuff a hoe that shit forever then she stuck with you
I don't want your girl and that's a fact, that's a fucking fact
Cheese in my pocket with the extra macaroni mac
Nigga what's your hood and what you claim? You a fucking lame
Middle finger up, I give a fuck about none of that
You up in here dolo nigga show me where your shooters at
I be smoking sour sour sour and that tookah pack
Only wanna ride a nigga dick cause she don't do the back
So i'm with her moms and now i'm fucking with that cougar cat
All that shit you talking online what you gonna do?
All my dogs down for the ride like they Scooby Doo
Turned his housewife into a hoe and a groupie too
Tried to warn a brother but these carrots got her Looney Toons
Sound like I be stirring macaroni it be sticky guu
All I see is white up on the sheets like it was sticky glue
Ass out the bikini when she step in that jacuzzi pool
Just cause we was fucking don't be meaning that I fuck with you

[Verse 2: Mali Smith]
Fuck 32, I got 33's
Keep a 30 K right by my side like i'm GMGB
And she down to buss and she rider she a fucking G
I call you Amira all these niggas call you Mira B
I don't really gotta say a word for a bird to fly
Twitter thugs really have a bird aiming at your eye
In your girl phone she was fucking with another guy
Might be a coincidence that I might be that other guy
Probably was my wife cause we done fucked her then we let her fly
You a mark so I will burn at them Other Guys
Then I turned and ask her, baby girl you know who the shit?
Only one reply and she be screaming out it's Mali Smith

[Verse 3: Matthew Ali]
For my niggas you get hurt, hit you with the MAC
Put you on the shirt or in the dirt
Yeah I took the beat put it in the hearse
For the dough, yeah that shit come first
And a nigga really got your bitch
Treat her like a uzi i'm a let her squirt
Oh god! All this ice got me feeling like the winter
Nigga RIP to Ice, man you know we never slipping
Got the Lean On Me nigga so they call me Bill Withers
Niggas used to pay admission now we really in the building
Used to call Sammy just to let a nigga in
Now a nigga making bands just to hit the mic and sing
And I let that chopper ring, like I didn't wanna talk
I just hit the beat and walk
My face say fuck all of y'all
Still riding Uptown like a nigga don't got beef
Niggas they don't want no static, all they bitches I done had em'
Nigga you know i'm Webster Ave'ing, I be riding hood to hood now
Putting on for Queens like that shit was Maplewood now
Shout Zola, Putt & Nala
Got me chasing all this guala
So you know I gotta get it
So you know i'm never slipping
POWER gang on the mission
Cooking dope in the kitchen
And I got my niggas whipping
Do the dash when i'm whipping
Do the dash out the crib
RIP Paul Walker
My dick she was all on it
Shawty want it in the morning
She told me you was boring
She told me this when we was boning
She call me when she horny
That pussy sound like macaroni aye