Slappin

[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 shit 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 fuck with no Blxcky nigga
Glock on me with a dicky nigga
One call, we on demon time
9 on me, bitch it's nina time
Real shit, I don't need to rhyme
So I'ma say some different shit
Every day I'm with a different bitch
Every day you with a different clique
False flaggin', nigga you a bitch
Toe tag 'em, got his momma sick
Wooo Walk then I go catch a body
Goes the case, nigga it was a homie
He want beef, bitch it's salame
Hit his block, they thought it was the army
Glock spreadin', better duck nigga
And I heard you a fuck nigga

[Verse 2: Lil Mac GS9]
All these guns like the fuckin' navy
Lil' nigga you a fuckin' baby
Pull up on him, with his fuckin' baby, ayy
Let that bitch spray
Pussy nigga 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 Japanese, 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' niggas, 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 poopoosh"
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 fuckin' with Mac then you fuckin' with 40