Bring Em Out

Don’t make me bring the motherfucking MAC out
Try to run then I’m a blow your back out
Me and B in the cut trying to camp out
I got to eat so you know I bought the sack out
Four-door riding around where he hang out
They actors like Donte Fain now
On your block, it’s a whole lot of lames out
I’m getting rich, what the fuck is the fame 'bout?
And they thought that I was gone change up
I bust a couple moves and I came up
Your bitch going so I stained her
I got a seventh of loud and I flamed up
My all whites on, them cocaine dope
I told your bitch to give that brain up
I tell a lame to give that chain up
And mother fuck the Jakes, they can’t tame us