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[Intro: Maybach Macho]
Rundown, Rundown (17 on my jersey)
(Rundown (Baow, baow, baow))
Stomping for Josh, balling like BJ
Scoring like Tino (Baow)
17 on my jersey, nigga, stomping for Josh, nigga, balling like BJ, scoring like Tino, man, niggas know what's going on
RIP T (Watty), bugging for Zay3, you heard?
Rundown

[Verse 1: Maybach Macho]
I do this shit for the bros, only here
Ain't up on the opps but ain't nobody there
Nigga, go up the block, let it flare
I'm tryna make a nigga disappear
I'm tryna get him gone, see an opp and I'm letting it on (Word to bro)
So many demons and pain in my thoughts, fuck it, I put my pain my songs (Grah grah)
They gon' see how I step, most of these opp niggas know how I get
Multiple trips, had them duck in they jects, Whoopty, 48 him like I'm Jet (Whoopty, Whoopty)
Dummy got 62 shots in this TEC, talking on Emma, that's ticket to death (Grah grah)
BronxdaleK, Monroe free reck, AJ Hound seen me and he fled (Word to bro)
PB and Leeky, they bussing my head, V.I laced, he went out to the meds
Poppa, ace to the Deuce, now he stretched (Poppa), nigga, that's why he punching the best (Poppa)
Dumb lil nigga shoulda worn a vest, Carti, Shooter, hit with the deck (Nigga, word to bro)
Jah got shot, he ain't do nothing, Jah got shot, he ain't do nothing yet (Like Jah Loc)

[Verse 2: Double 00]
It get scary, [?] in the [?]
Bitch, I'm a demon, I spin in Amiris
Off a yerk, you don't wanna come near me
Slide or provide, do it all for the family
(Grah, grah)
And they don't understand me (They don't)
In the field with my Runners like Randy
Shorty a 10 with her friend tryna bend, I'm on the Roe with my G tryna grinch (On bro)
I got shooters, they shooting events
They don't know it, but brodie a bent
Like this ain't jail, I ain't playing with hands
That's a gun, I'mma wave like a fan
Take a look in my eyes, you can tell I'm the
Like, with the time , I'mma stay with a G
Like, kelly outside, gotta spin in the V
5% fishbowl OD
I'll chase down a Chase, ain't stopping for jakes
Double 00, can't catch me a case
And she wanna talk, but she said I look mean
Only mean when I slide with a beam
Only get tight when she don't wanna leave
Like, outside and they tell me I'm laced
Like fuck out my face, gotta get to this cake and it's late, so we gotta creep
Like reach in this coat, you better get low, on the bros