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hood burger - macntaj lyrics

hood burger lyrics
[chorus]
it ain’t on me; it’s in me
it ain’t in you or on you
n*gga say he winnin’ but i feel indifferent
if i get that stick, he a goner (brrrt) (baow)
i don’t love no b*tch (love no b*tch)
except for my momma (momma)
big sh*t benny; really, that’s a gimme
where the love, momma? i ain’t feelin’ any—ha, ha
hold up, fam
f*ck these b*tches; we ain’t holdin’ hand (holdin’ hand)
i be poppin’ sh*t wit’ foe and ’em (foe and ’em)
b*tch, i’m poppin’ like a soda can (soda can)
like, who really gon’ stop me, me?
all my n*ggas wit’ me know the plan (know)
gettin’ mo’ money in a rover black
with a snow bunny and a doja cat (mm) (mm*hm)

[verse]
n*gga talkin’ deadly on ig but he a fool if he try me
like i ain’t sleepin’ wit’ demons i gotta reckon wit’ nightly
like i don’t question my psyche; b*tch, i’m a sensitive pisces
i over*think when i load the heat with the devil inside me
b*tch, i’m a legend who like me until the feds come indict me
a n*gga really on the way right now (right now)
she gave me neck in a nightie; i get the check like i’m nike
these other n*ggas in the way right now (like, ooh!)
hol’ up, b*tch
big burner wit’ a hunnid stick (mm)
money thick
f*ck around, broke the money clip (she a broke)
you a ugly b*tch
wouldn’t f*ck you with my buddy’s d*ck (stupid b*tch)
i’m a chubby crip
but my mob n*ggas on some bl**dy sh*t (suwu)
got some grade*a d*ck like a ak clip
i’m a young, fly n*gga; i don’t gang bang, b*tch
boy, i seen that tweet; don’t erase that sh*t
when i run up on his ass, he gon’ save face quick
only thing i fear: god or a canine sniff
if you take my b*tch then she ain’t my b*tch
n*ggas hate my drip, want to take my sh*t
macntaj get face like ray rice fist
[chorus]
it ain’t on me; it’s in me (in me)
it ain’t in you or on you (on you)
n*gga say he winnin’ but i feel indifferent
if i get that stick, he a goner (brrrt) (baow)
i don’t love no b*tch (love no b*tch)
except for my momma (momma)
big sh*t benny; really, that’s a gimme
where the love, momma? i ain’t feelin’ any—ha, ha
hold up, fam
f*ck these b*tches; we ain’t holdin’ hand
i be poppin’ sh*t wit’ foe and ’em (foe and ’em)
b*tch, i’m poppin’ like a soda can (soda can)
like, who really gon’ stop me, me?
all my n*ggas wit’ me know the plan (know)
gettin’ mo’ money in a rover black
with a snow bunny and a doja cat (mm) (mm*hm)

- macntaj lyrics

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