Idk Letra

(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, bow)

Let that MAC fly, I get my turned-up bitch from my boy Doe Boy
I'm Double R, they call me Richey Rich, ain't no Rolls Royce
Spot my bitch from out the crowd yellin' my name, I know my hoe's voice
Two bitch tryna sandwich me, tryna treat me like a poor boy
Crackers came one door in, I don't even know shit
I ain't even sold shit, I ain't sold no bricks
My bitch tryna ask me 'bout my whereabouts, I ain't been with no bitch
Even though I'm slime with G been on that ho shit

[?], me, and RenKen, wе slime, nigga, that's 'bout four switch
We all fucked thе same bitch, she done took 'bout four dicks
Cut her off, she put me in her close friends, I ain't in no midst
Had a mission set-up by the club, I'm lookin' like, "Where my ho went?"
Like, damn, bae, you did me like that? I should've blocked your ass
Set a rich nigga up, bitch, I would've bought a bag
Yo' last nigga cappin' 'fore see Boston, I got all the cash
Post three-hundred on the 'Gram, they be like, "Where his losses at?"
Nigga, I can take some pain, only pain I lost a bag
Nigga say he want some smoke, fuck 'round leave him coughin' bad
Thuggin' on the block with the older nigga, that's where I got my swag
Fucked her at my mama house, [?]

Let that MAC fly, I get my turned-up bitch from my boy Doe Boy
I'm Double R, they call me Richey Rich, ain't no Rolls Royce
Spot my bitch from out the crowd yellin' my name, I know my hoe's voice
Two bitch tryna sandwich me, tryna treat me like a poor boy
Crackers came one door in, I don't even know shit
I ain't even sold shit, I ain't sold no bricks
My bitch tryna ask me 'bout my whereabouts, I ain't been with no bitch
Even though I'm slime with G been on that ho shit

Got to keep my nina on me 'cause these niggas be on some poor shit
Freestyle all my shit in the booth, nigga I never wrote shit
Know I'm in that mode, when I hit a jigga, don't even post shit
I be out her jiggin' weed, girl, and boy, and more shit
Hit the store to buy some bags, foreign car, the low stick
I ain't dappin' them niggas up, I don't even know jit
Fuck the bitch from the Northside, from the back, I screamed out, "4 shit"
Don't let her find out where you stay, that's how you get yo' door kicked

Let that MAC fly, I get my turned-up bitch from my boy Doe Boy
I'm Double R, they call me Richey Rich, ain't no Rolls Royce
Spot my bitch from out the crowd yellin' my name, I know my hoe's voice
Two bitch tryna sandwich me, tryna treat me like a poor boy
Crackers came one door in, I don't even know shit
I ain't even sold shit, I ain't sold no bricks
My bitch tryna ask me 'bout my whereabouts, I ain't been with no bitch
Even though I'm slime with G been on that ho shit