Letra de P.O.T. - Mac Critter

(Mack House Entertainment)

Ain't no sleepin', nigga

I put on all-black Supreme jumpsuit and I go creepin', nigga

Jump out with them switches and binaries, shit get lethal, nigga

All I want is wealth and prosperity for my people, nigga

Ho suck it and eat it, she tryna go deeper

Two million dollars, I'm pissin' on people

Slut out these bitches, we makin' a sequel

Slut out these bitches, we makin' a sequel

Ice on my wrist and it built me an igloo

Mac, I'm a big dog, these niggas some poodles

Competition, I shit all on 'em and doo-doo

Competition, I shit all on 'em and doo-doo

If you an opp, then you know I'ma do you

Ho tellin' me, "Let me come over, chew you"

Ho goin' crazy like I hit her with voodoo

Lovin' her, we put the ho in a choo-choo

These niggas bitches, go put on a tutu

Usin' my name, you know I'ma sue you

Jump out with binary switches and .62s

You fucked the industry, ho, I can't kiss you

Diarrhea, shittin' on these niggas, I doo-doo

We down five hundred 'bows, me and lil' Droop

Certified ho look like [?] boo boo

Ahead of my time, I feel like a guru

Walk on the stage and I look like a chandelier

I fuck a ho at the height of Vendémiaire

Sluttin' these hoes out at the height of Vendémiaire

Fuckin' her, talkin' to her like I'm a counselor

I keep that broom and that mop like a janitor

Ho take a risk for me, then I'ma pamper her

Ho take a risk for me, then I'ma pamper her

Talkin' too much, run her mouth, I'ma cancel her

7.62 hit his stomach, he fold

Switch put him in a cast, still like he froze

We rockin' diamonds and real rose gold

Thinkin' you know more than me, get disposed

Shoes expensive, [that'll?] better my toes

This shit from Italy, 'Venchy my clothes

I'm in the hood sellin' 'bows and vintage

Bitch, I'm the menace, but turned to the henchman

Police-ass niggas tryna get them a pension

Police-ass niggas tryna get them a raise

We ridin' foreign shit, legit shit and Wraiths

We ridin' foreign, legit shit and Wraiths

Ain't no sleepin', nigga

I put on all-black Supreme jumpsuit and I go creepin', nigga

Jump out with them switches and binaries, shit get lethal, nigga

All I want is wealth and prosperity for my people, nigga

Ho suck it and eat it, she tryna go deeper

Two million dollars, I'm pissin' on people

Slut out these bitches, we makin' a sequel

Slut out these bitches, we makin' a sequel

Ice on my wrist and it built me an igloo

Mac, I'm a big dog, these niggas some poodles

Competition, I shit all on 'em and doo-doo

Competition, I shit all on 'em and doo-doo

If you an opp, then you know I'ma do you

My new ho Chinese, she better than new-new

I gave her some dick, now the ho goin' coo-coo

Won't send a hit, by myself I'll get you

Why the opps trollin' and talkin' that rah-rah?

We smokin' money and smokin' that rah-rah

Mac Critter, bitch, I'm a real don dada

Switches and binary make that boy cha-cha

Up on the score, laughin' at the opps, haha

Ain't talkin' money, [at New York?] like la-la

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