Talkin to the Streets (feat. Mac Critter) E

Mike Willie, Zay Tiggy, Scoochie. Go. I get so much cash in Vegas, I feel like I'm Elvis. Wow. I just bought a new Ferrari, it came With a helmet. Go. Drip my bitch in Ferragamo, you can't even Spell it. I come repo the dope from you If you couldn't sell it. Go. Well-connected and respected, higher than Expected. How? Zay pulled up truck in the front, new Hummer, It's electric. These niggas goin' PC, but Big Wop don't need Protection. They keep talkin' 'bout the old Wop, Well, hell, this the resurrection. Yeah. The old one known for sippin' lean and Freestyle and congested. Slurp. Try put that pistol on my buddy, it Got me arrested. Weird. These rappers gettin' extorted and it's Really gettin' depressin'. We know you'll take the witness stand, we already Heard confessions. I do it so big, I spent two million on a weddin'. Right. I don't fuck with panhandlin' ass bitches That be beggin'. I hate goin' to court, I see the judge and get to sweatin'. He tried to get away, he couldn't escape, Drac' broke his pelvis. Ain't shit nobody can tell me. Critter, why you gettin' selfish? I'm up now, ho, you helped Drippin' in Georgia, All money, you smell me. Yeah. I do a walk through, switchin' my trenches. I ain't wastin' my breath, ho, I ain't a Cent. And this shit personal, make sure we hit. Spin that block back to back, workin' the switch. He open his mouth, the only how stick. These niggas rats, lil' police bitch. I'm in the Scat, bend the curb in this Bitch. Let's Supposed chase the racks, but you Chasin' a bitch. Bitch. My cousin into rap, he Deliver the shit. Ho mama focused, it's money. Ayy, I want these millions to come in abundance. I run to the money, I'm Mack Critter Sonic. Sonic. Good pussy get in her stomach. It's hard for niggas to keep it a hundred. It'll hurt a nigga head to keep it a Hundred. Your family'll cross you for money. Niggas'll cross you for nothing. When a ho cross you, she gon' want something. I gotta thank God, wasn't under they promises. I gotta thank God I made it out the Dungeon. On the 556 God, I'm the one who Spark. My ho pretty and dark, the other one Current. In a red Dominican, she love the Hennessy. I love her energy, money boost my energy. Killin' my enemies and I'm lovin' my frenemies. Enemies kennin' me, they wanna finish me. Court can't surrender me, ho, you can't handle me. I got rose gold trophies, the streets keep me Focused. beef ain't over, that with whole braces. Two-hundred-fifty Jiri, I'm posted. Fake ass diamonds, you got it on bogus. Ayy, look at my pocket, them motherfuckers loaded. We spin that block 'til somebody dead, post it. North Memphis have emotions. Ten 17 Mafia, boy, get your choppers up. Fuck the feds, I ain't stoppin' up. They tryna boss me up, won't let 'em lock Me up. I got my wealth up, ho want Me to help her. And the ho fuck the City, can't accept her. Grrah. I put on Prada, put my ho in Prada. Prada my glasses, but they look like goggles. Girl, you in college and you a showstopper. She go to school for nursing, but think she A model. Pull out the blue hundreds, pop it, I pop I'm the king of North Memphis, pussy Just stop it. Stop it