Makka Songtext
The drama's starting again
Smoking in the kitchen
Drop the keys down to the street
Don't you want to see how it ends?
(Guess it's Mecha on the—)
I'm only twenty, but it feels like plenty
Man, I still get blown, but I don't sip Henny
I'm layin' in the back of the Maybach Benny
2025, yeah, my jeans still Hedi
Smoking in the kitchen
Drop the keys down to the street
Don't you want to see how it ends?
(Guess it's Mecha on the—)
I'm only twenty, but it feels like plenty
Man, I still get blown, but I don't sip Henny
I'm layin' in the back of the Maybach Benny
2025, yeah, my jeans still Hedi
This is paint, not blood, I ain't feelin' pain
I'm sippin' syrup, smokin' up, I feel it in my brain
Try dress like me, we are not the same
I'm a winner, man, this rap shit is a fuckin' game
You ain't killing shit, bitch, you a fuckin' lame
I got my old haters screamin' my fuckin' name
Yeah, your bitch an animal, you need to fuckin' tame her
I'm really ballin', like I'm PSG Neymar (La-la-la-la)
I dance in the rainlight, sleep whеn it's daytime (La-la-la)
Bottega, you don't know what it feels like
Hеsitate, I only do it when it feels right
Gelonade, you know I really gotta smoke, right
Skinny bitch, she itty-bitty coke line (La-la-la-la)
She want my coat 'cause she cold in this moonlight
We lock eyes, both know that the mood's right
Snow White in a black coat, red light
The drama's starting again (Na-na-na)
Smoking in the kitchen
Drop the keys down to the street Don't you want to see how it ends?
Left a hole in the room
Nothing to remember you
Only a trail of perfume
We'll never be seen here again
(Guess it's Mecha on the—)
N-n-noddin' off the Makka, I ain't callin' backup
I'm really smokin' flavors in Bottega, got my bag up
W-walk into the store, ain't even lookin' at the tag, uh
I'm really livin' two lives, Hannah Mon—
N-n-noddin' off the Makka, I ain't callin' backup
Really smokin' flavors in Bottega, got my bag up
Walk into the store, ain't even lookin' at the tag, uh
I'm really livin' two lives, Hannah Montana (La-la-la-la)
T-Tiff' on my bracelet, sniff, need a break quick (La-la-la-la)
Chewin' this gum, but I still fuckin' taste it (La-la-la-la)
I know it ain't a race, but I'm first fuckin' place, bitch
I know you ain't the one, yeah, I see it in your face, bitch
My new money look like old money (La-la-la-la)
Cosplaying motherfuckers got no money (La-la-la-la)
People really try and buy taste, and they can't (La-la-la-la)
Man, you have it, or you don't, yeah, it's sad, but it's so funny
I got that white all in me, feel like snow bunny (La-la-la-la)
Yeah, that white, white, white, got my nose runny (White, white, white)
Yeah, that white, white, white, got my— white, white, uh (La-la-la-la)
Yeah, that white, white, white, got my nose runnin'
I'm sippin' syrup, smokin' up, I feel it in my brain
Try dress like me, we are not the same
I'm a winner, man, this rap shit is a fuckin' game
You ain't killing shit, bitch, you a fuckin' lame
I got my old haters screamin' my fuckin' name
Yeah, your bitch an animal, you need to fuckin' tame her
I'm really ballin', like I'm PSG Neymar (La-la-la-la)
I dance in the rainlight, sleep whеn it's daytime (La-la-la)
Bottega, you don't know what it feels like
Hеsitate, I only do it when it feels right
Gelonade, you know I really gotta smoke, right
Skinny bitch, she itty-bitty coke line (La-la-la-la)
She want my coat 'cause she cold in this moonlight
We lock eyes, both know that the mood's right
Snow White in a black coat, red light
The drama's starting again (Na-na-na)
Smoking in the kitchen
Drop the keys down to the street Don't you want to see how it ends?
Left a hole in the room
Nothing to remember you
Only a trail of perfume
We'll never be seen here again
(Guess it's Mecha on the—)
N-n-noddin' off the Makka, I ain't callin' backup
I'm really smokin' flavors in Bottega, got my bag up
W-walk into the store, ain't even lookin' at the tag, uh
I'm really livin' two lives, Hannah Mon—
N-n-noddin' off the Makka, I ain't callin' backup
Really smokin' flavors in Bottega, got my bag up
Walk into the store, ain't even lookin' at the tag, uh
I'm really livin' two lives, Hannah Montana (La-la-la-la)
T-Tiff' on my bracelet, sniff, need a break quick (La-la-la-la)
Chewin' this gum, but I still fuckin' taste it (La-la-la-la)
I know it ain't a race, but I'm first fuckin' place, bitch
I know you ain't the one, yeah, I see it in your face, bitch
My new money look like old money (La-la-la-la)
Cosplaying motherfuckers got no money (La-la-la-la)
People really try and buy taste, and they can't (La-la-la-la)
Man, you have it, or you don't, yeah, it's sad, but it's so funny
I got that white all in me, feel like snow bunny (La-la-la-la)
Yeah, that white, white, white, got my nose runny (White, white, white)
Yeah, that white, white, white, got my— white, white, uh (La-la-la-la)
Yeah, that white, white, white, got my nose runnin'
