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Mac 11 Video (MV)




Performed By: 47 Brat
Length: 2:18
Written by: Asiah Hicks




47 Brat - Mac 11 Lyrics




F*ck Nigga
You ain' on no money shit nigga
You on yo ass
We counting stacks nigga

Fake ass bitch, Ole cluck ass nigga
Still on yo ass but my pockets got bigger
Flexin' on insta, Yo pockets look little
My niggas on go
Bitch you soft like a pillow
My niggas fasho
Bitch my niggas finessin'
Know I f*ck with 34 gang and 47
Do this for all of my niggas in heaven
I'm on a rampage with my mac 11
My nigga finesse trynna run up a check
If you keep talking tough bitch you gone get touched next
My mac let off shots that bitch buss like it's sex
Can't no bitch f*ck with my nigga Alexis
These niggas cross country
I'm straight outta texas
Me and kay savage ride 'round in a Lexus
Get out yo feelings lil bitch why you stressin?
I hopped in my bag give a f*ck who he texting
I'm
So
Done with you hoes square up F*ck all that texting
Get popped in yo noggin
You gone learn yo lesson
These niggas love foe seven
That aint no question Cant f*ck with a dumb hoe
Bitch I'm too intelligent
Bitches want clout ya'll hoes wanna be relevant
F*ck with one nigga right now but I'm celibate
If I hop onnat dick make em say I was heaven sent
Pop pop hit a f*ck nigga with a beam
I used to be nice now lil 47 mean
The shit that i went thru made 47 me
You niggas all talk hoe
My niggas don't speak
Hollering bout smoke you gone get what you seek
Lil bitch i ain't playing put two in yo teeth
Buss jugs by myself Cuz these niggas gone squeak
I just popped a x
Bitch you kno dat im geeked
Took a few L's But you kno im still onnat
F*ck with the gang
Know we gone kick yo door back
I just wanna f*ck so u gone get yo bitch back
Talking yo shit lil hoe don't get yo shit smacked
Bitch you all talk bitch u aint trynna scratch
Me and my niggas gone keep it a stack
We run thru yo trap and we wearing all black
When I pull that bitch back Bitch you know it's gone clap
You know its gone clap i ain't talking bout cheeks
F*ck you and yo jones both can get they ass beat
Clown thought i was gone pay 1k in two weeks?
Bitch ass nigga why yo pants don't reach yo feet
Bitch ass nigga give a f*ck about a speech
Can't f*ck wit a hoe ya'll hoes just wanna leech
I'm outta town with yo bitch at the beach
47 lil crazy might cut off yo meat
Fake ass bitch Ole cluck ass nigga
Still on yo ass but my pockets got bigger
Flexin on insta yo pockets look little
My niggas on go bitch you soft like a pillow
My niggas fasho
Bitch my niggas finessin'
Know i f*ck with 34 gang and 47
Do this for all of my niggas in heaven
Im on a rampage with my Mac 11
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F*ck Nigga
You ain' on no money shit nigga
You on yo ass
We counting stacks nigga

Fake ass bitch, Ole cluck ass nigga
Still on yo ass but my pockets got bigger
Flexin' on insta, Yo pockets look little
My niggas on go
Bitch you soft like a pillow
My niggas fasho
Bitch my niggas finessin'
Know I f*ck with 34 gang and 47
Do this for all of my niggas in heaven
I'm on a rampage with my mac 11
My nigga finesse trynna run up a check
If you keep talking tough bitch you gone get touched next
My mac let off shots that bitch buss like it's sex
Can't no bitch f*ck with my nigga Alexis
These niggas cross country
I'm straight outta texas
Me and kay savage ride 'round in a Lexus
Get out yo feelings lil bitch why you stressin?
I hopped in my bag give a f*ck who he texting
I'm
So
Done with you hoes square up F*ck all that texting
Get popped in yo noggin
You gone learn yo lesson
These niggas love foe seven
That aint no question Cant f*ck with a dumb hoe
Bitch I'm too intelligent
Bitches want clout ya'll hoes wanna be relevant
F*ck with one nigga right now but I'm celibate
If I hop onnat dick make em say I was heaven sent
Pop pop hit a f*ck nigga with a beam
I used to be nice now lil 47 mean
The shit that i went thru made 47 me
You niggas all talk hoe
My niggas don't speak
Hollering bout smoke you gone get what you seek
Lil bitch i ain't playing put two in yo teeth
Buss jugs by myself Cuz these niggas gone squeak
I just popped a x
Bitch you kno dat im geeked
Took a few L's But you kno im still onnat
F*ck with the gang
Know we gone kick yo door back
I just wanna f*ck so u gone get yo bitch back
Talking yo shit lil hoe don't get yo shit smacked
Bitch you all talk bitch u aint trynna scratch
Me and my niggas gone keep it a stack
We run thru yo trap and we wearing all black
When I pull that bitch back Bitch you know it's gone clap
You know its gone clap i ain't talking bout cheeks
F*ck you and yo jones both can get they ass beat
Clown thought i was gone pay 1k in two weeks?
Bitch ass nigga why yo pants don't reach yo feet
Bitch ass nigga give a f*ck about a speech
Can't f*ck wit a hoe ya'll hoes just wanna leech
I'm outta town with yo bitch at the beach
47 lil crazy might cut off yo meat
Fake ass bitch Ole cluck ass nigga
Still on yo ass but my pockets got bigger
Flexin on insta yo pockets look little
My niggas on go bitch you soft like a pillow
My niggas fasho
Bitch my niggas finessin'
Know i f*ck with 34 gang and 47
Do this for all of my niggas in heaven
Im on a rampage with my Mac 11
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Writer: Asiah Hicks
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