Mack Bitch Flow — текст песни (Tite)

[Tite]
Tite bitch, out that D-3 set
The one that you don`t wanna test, I`ll leave you a mess
I get`s respect, kick door and leaving `em wet
When the flow is in effect, hell yeah I`ma wreck
And guard your grill, Tite might part your grill
When the field gets real, it`s like a marching drill
Left-right-left, nigga when I swang and swing
Niggaz scared of the ring, cause I`m the knock out king
I`m the shit, you call me the king of the porch
Lex Coupe slabbed out, with a V-12 horse
Lower your voice, cause it`ll be a ICU
When I see you, best believe bitch you threw
A gun chooser, call me a face and chest bruiser
Enough for one hitter, best believe I`ll do ya
On the mic I`ma wreck, cause I go non-stop
I`m automatic on this bitch, like 17 shots
I`m endo blowing, slabbed in a tinted Yukon
From Texas to Tucson, the weed get blew son
Tite gon hold it down, cause I`m ready to rip
Red beam with a scope, if fools ready to trip

(*talking*)
Yeah what it is, this Tite
To book me, holla at me
936-293-5448, yeah