On McAfee Lyrics by JID
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Three in the back, two in the front
One in my lap, two in the trunk
Who got the strap? Who got the pump?
Open the cap, open the door, yeah-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Three in the back, two in the front
One in my lap, two in the trunk
Who got the K? I got the drac
Caught with, pulled in, lil’ JID got pull
Lil’ dawg with a bite in the bark
A nice heart niggas abuse and turned to dark
The nighthawk lookin’ for food and look at the booty
Nicer, baby, the bougie *** look good with the light off
He bust real *** moves, one *** boy, two loose screws
Three bad black lil’ niggas said “*** school”
*** them, *** you, *** dudes up
Tough dudes get touched to ash to ash
And dust to dust, you best to bust to rusty, dusty, if you rush me
Yeah, pullin’ up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there
Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?
Who got the fever, the heat it can shoot in the air
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (I’m from the, ***, ***)
***, I’m from the Eastside, you can see the street sign
Never seen a peace sign here
Said he finna respawn, shootin’ out of a Nissan
Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah
***, *** twelve, they be jockin’ the player
Lil’ Glock .9, let it pop in the air
Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell
Better say a prayer when he walkin’ to jail
They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin’ it well
They said he ’bout to tuck a shank and he ain’t tuckin’ his tail
He train well, wheel train goin’ off of the rails
Same thing, gang bang, he ain’t stock for bail
Three in the back, two in the front
One in my lap, two in the trunk
Who got the K? I got the drac
Caught with, pulled in, lil’ JID got pull
You *** runnin’, now you not safe
I’m from Bleveland, ***, that was BK
Walkin’ down Ave with that drac
These [?] made it out of here
*** mad that I got that pay
I’m gone, ***, hahaha, yeah
Uh, look
I’m from the East, look at the streets, lookin’ for peace, yeah
He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin’ niggas beat down, yeah-yeah-yeah
*** comin’ in the night like thief when it’s sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah
Tell you from the fest now, hell yeah
They done let the beast die hell yeah, hell yeah
Trippin’, I gotta get out of the city
Lot of *** I been dealin’ with makin’ money, makin’ enemies
My lots of time tick and tockin’ until infinity
I’m feelin’ fine, real good, I’m lookin’ physically fortified
Fifty feet tall, a hundred wide
I jump *** and run fast, a hundred miles
My *** still in the hood, he just one of the guys
He gettin’ sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand
But he be good, a hundred rounds, a hundred down
A bloodhound, I think that *** a blood now
He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out
Don’t even try and show him another route
He been thuggin’ since a youngin’
You know that we seen it comin’
Since park ball days, out the way [?]
Get mad, fight niggas, walkin’ off crazy
Play with him and all he would say is
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh