Thinking you The Sh*T

Thinkin You the Shit

Genre: Rap


(Verse 1)

Yo, Mac Cracker, think you hot, huh?  
Flexin' like a king, but you just a flop, bruh,  
Ballin’ on the 'Gram, but ain't got no game,  
Talkin' big shit, but you soundin' the same.  




Fake as a five-dollar bill, you ain't legit,  
Tryna flex on me, but you don’t even fit,  
Actin' like a thug, but you soft as a kitten,  
Run your mouth wild, but boy, you ain't spittin'.  


(Chorus)

Think you the shit? Nah, bitch, you not,  
Got your head in the clouds, but you ain't on top,  
Runnin' your mouth while you sittin' on the block,  
Mac Cracker, you a joke, I’m the one that they watch.  


(Verse 2)

Swagger like a dagger, but your moves are weak,  
Talkin' ‘bout that hustle, but you fail each week,  
Lookin’ for a throne, but you sittin’ on a stool,  
Claimin’ you a boss, but boy, you just a fool.  




Homies laughin' loud, yeah, they rollin' their eyes,  
You a little fish, but you claimin' the prize,  
Think you run the game, but you barely in the mix,  
Get your ass schooled, boy, this is real rap flicks.  


(Chorus)

Think you the shit? Nah, bitch, you not,  
Got your head in the clouds, but you ain't on top,  
Runnin' your mouth while you sittin' on the block,  
Mac Cracker, you a joke, I’m the one that they watch.  


(Outro)

So step back, kid, get your mind in gear,  
Tail between your legs, you know it’s crystal clear,  
Think you the shit? Nah, just a little bitch,  
Mac Cracker in the game, but you ain't makin' hits.

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