Preferred Band/Artist: AKA
Chilled out, smoking till I can't breathe
Lungs giving up, boy need a plan B
High as God, smoking till I can't see
Chorus:
Mac on the hip, I'm a D boy, keep it real
I'm a G, you can ask about me
You're so envious, younguns try an' end this
I'm so hard to kill, people call me Bruce
With no mercy on paper, yo I kill bill
Bad girls screaming out for me
I'm 'a give it to you dirty, I'm a bad boy
Don't get these young fools still trying ta test me
I'm so far ahead I don't see you in the review
I got that big crib something with a rare view
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