T-MAC

[Verse]
Acidic and toxic, that bitch is a cancer
She know I got options, speeding her advances
I’ll head to the tropics, where shortys act like flowers
No time for the nonsense, I’ll head out in an hour
Got no time for me, but got time for my deposits
Rolling in a Jeep, smaller cars use caution
I call my strap Ozzy, the name was chosen wisely
Don’t say it again, your apologies are shoddy
I’m feeling the wind on my skin from the carseat
Talk crazy and I’ll put you down under like an Aussie
Going over 300 and I still didn’t reach the top speed
Shorty gave me sloppy, her lips kind of got me
In a trance, when the shit hit, shorty can’t think she just dance
I feel like Victor Vance, man, this feeling got me amped
Gold on me, I’m a champ
On the game I got the clamps
If niggas mad they gon rant

Chorus [x4]
And the hoes keep calling, and that money getting counted
Royalty in my blood, I was born in Kings County
Bloody vinyl on my hands cause I murdered the record
I just scored 13 hoes in 33 seconds
And the hoes keep calling, and that money getting counted
Royalty in my blood, I was born in Kings County
Bloody vinyl on my hands cause I murdered the record
I just scored 13 hoes in 33 seconds
And the hoes keep calling, and that money getting counted
Royalty in my blood, I was born in Kings County
Bloody vinyl on my hands cause I murdered the record
I just scored 13 hoes in 33 seconds
And the hoes keep calling, and that money getting counted
Royalty in my blood, I was born in Kings County
Bloody vinyl on my hands cause I murdered the record
I just scored 13 hoes in 33 seconds