Big Trill - Mack Shit lyrics

rate me

Ft. Fred The Godson, Drumma Boy & Crunchy Black

(Verse: Trill)

Plow it like I'm 22, call me David Bower

My inpound bitch with some freshman in Atlanta

Like the gangbang bitch, nigga, no bandanas

I full house of hoes, man, call me Benny Tanner

I'm Big Trill, bitch, and I will rip yo grandma

If she don't smile, yo, I'mma spread her hammer

I be with 'em up the block, fuckin' hoes with Magnum shots

Hope the bitch has many lines, she _____(?) dialogue

Run up ova with the Cadillac till the tires pop

Bitch, but it's fire, higher than the astronaut

If you short on cash, hoe, you a dead bitch

My back page hoe thot used to be on crack sniff

In cold, out cold, suck yo dick after work

After ball pick a pole, she don't care bout dirty draws

Mr. Big Trilla, yes, I'm that nigga

Shootin' up these hoes like the Christ-less killa

Why you tryna favor, I know that you hate her

Yo girl a blower ball, nigga, I raid her

(Hook)

I thought I told ya bout this mack shit

I thought I told ya bout my mack bitch

I thought I told ya bout this mack shit

I thought I told ya bout my mack bitch

Mack shit, mack shit, mack shit

Mack shit, mack shit, mack shit

Mack shit, mack shit, mack shit

(Verse 2: The Godson)

She know I'm the man, know I'm a G, carry the mack

Make 'er look good, she came out the _____(?)

They listening to my phone under mat

Hope you like fat balls, Federico bringin' it back

550 black, get in the back

Too many of y'all, sit on her lap

Gimme that liquor from the back

I want shoot the liquor from the back

She know I'm that nigga, where we at?

She luv how I deliver with the rack

FBA we all cash

Care if she break a leg, like C&F

Right on that broadcast

Hit her from the back, give 'er that orgasm

Her face on my lap, brainstorming

That's the forecast, uh

It's Big Trill, Federico

First timer, bitch I'mma ball

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Drumma Boy)

Fatty ova-trapping, had her chew my own weight

All my neighbors desecrators, we done came a long way

Been fuckin' bitches since the early age

On some shoppin', baggin' bitches since the early stages

Looked lil momma in the eye, told her bout the money baggin'

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With the mack shit is immaculate

Don't assume shit that's inaccurate

If I ain't gettin work, bitch pack your lips

Be a good girl with them mack lips