land 450, 4 by 4, hit the strip slow Windows on tint so they can't look in It's me the kingpin hit and Mac 10 On a trip about to hit up the 6, should
house Lookin for a quick way out, nigga [scratching] So now we at my nigga Ty house Cookin up a plan on the best way to take this nigga out Just got out
-they get the fuck up out the lane All Star in the game, money longer then a train I finally got fly and I don't think I'm finna change Thirty stacks out
smurfin soulja boy They hatin bigger then magazine and don't even know the boy I know the boy Watch them rappers wanna attack people Run up to the car and pull out the mac
so bring yo shit Cause once again it's on To the dome with a fifth of burb we wig to the curb so we swerve And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug
Mac Miller] First I take a breath Then let it out Hear em clap a little while then I take my bow I'm on my job but maybe out my mind Got some liquor and
, The back of The High Life, Thanks for coming out, I've been your host, Mac Miller, Been great spending the evening with you, Let's Ride out, So one
, I still got love Just to be the man you was, I'd probably drink your blood [Chorus - 2x] [Master P] Kevin Miller you gone, but you always missed C and Mac
nigga P Kiss, c'mon [Chorus: Butch Cassidy] Livin the life, steady keepin it tight Never take a funny nigga's advice Pimpin the game, never trippin on
, slappin bones On the low-low, fa sho' we got the plugs on them zones Night fall, homey's gettin drunk up Bout to break out the mac and the pistol grip
much You can have it free of charge Though I do it for the love cause [Verse 2: Mac Miller] First I take a breath Then let it out Hear em clap a little