Mack Slim X Taylor G - Simplicity

Over here we with the shits
Got somethin in my cup I'm feelin lit
Don't call no uber baby
We fly in the jet
Way too smoove
Yeah make sure you come correct
My family I protect
Still drivin fast
I'm in the jag
Show you right
Hit you wit the left
Weed so loud
It'll make you go deaf
You talkin bout us dont do that
I aint a rapper i just rap
The money i attract
I'm in the den or in the trap
Girl dont you call my phone again
My new girl she from houston
She so thick it make you sin
I write my rhymes I use a pen
I'm grindin like im skatin
You dont know shit you Sarah Palin
Took yo style made it better
Cant buy the bullshit that you sellin

Vv's bust down
I got the big drip
Bring her to the crib
Make her strip strip
Mack Slim wit them killers
Tote them big clips
If you hating on a nigga
Take these shots wit ya boi

Mack Slim Taylor G
Smoking weed we like to party
Gang of niggas with us you would think they in the army
Don't give a fuck bout a bitch
I can never say sorry
Flying first class
I'm in Africa safari
Smoking on this gas
Got me swerving in the rari
Got a roster full of bitches
Working on they body
Started rapping on the beat
Mama said give up that hobby
Now I'm diving head first
You can call me kamikaze

All this guapo cheese chedda
You talkin shit load the beretta
We like white boy hair you gel us
This for the soul fuck bein famous

Written by:
Jonathon Alexander, Kendall Mackey

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