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Lyrify.me

MacIntosh by TAY LOVANE Lyrics

Genre: rb | Year: 2020

[Intro]
Oooooooooh
Yeah, yeah, aaaaooohh
Yea, yah

[Chorus]
(Hah) Many know what it costs just to make me fall off, in the mosh, cold code and it's Bosh, yea (Bosh, yea)
Pure aid, feelin' Smosh, feelin' posh, yea (hey)
Lift the boat up, and I toss, yea. (na naa)
Make a bitch go nuts when I bust, yea (ooh)
No trust, baby, just lust, makin' dust, yea (dust, yea)
Construct Elon Musk and I must, yea (uuh)
Fuck with a ho and I cussed, yea. (ayy)
Ay yah, she know how I'm throwin' racks
She in love with checks
Ayy, pulled up and we know what's next
And I know that she want the sex (yea yea)
Ooh, ballin' bostful on her lil' hatin' ex
Ridin' in my car when we go flex (brr brr)
Yea, she addicted to all my tracks (ayy)
Right now, she be givin' neck. (yah)
[Verse]
Wanna go, wanna go sightseeing?
Gotta go and take you to Annery (Annery)
Tryna go hard like Tyler B
Pushin' against infinity (nana)
Big boy, slick boy, Mini-me (me)
Told her "Go away" from my Limousine (fuck)
Got caught chokin' Vitamin C (ayy)
Had to go and lose some calories. (aah)
On the road, drivin' like Malone (Malone)
Spend a lot of cash, Monte Carlo (Carlo)
Pool soakin' wet, talkin' Marlo (yea)
Bro, what's poppin', talkin' Harlow (ye)
Diggin' too deep, why you cry tho? (why?)
I be iced out like Gelato (Gelato)
I be diverse like NARDOW (NARDOW)
Hear your bullshit like god no
Ooh, you tried so hard, but your shit's lost (bitch)
You knew from the start, you a bitch boss (bitch boss)
You don't cry, you go hard, you ain't rich, nah (god no)
So get the fuck away from my MacIntosh

[Chorus]
Many know what it costs just to make me fall off, in the mosh, cold code and it's Bosh, yea (Bosh, yea)
Pure aid, feelin' Smosh, feelin' posh, yea (hey)
Lift the boat up, and I toss, yea. (na naa)
Make a bitch go nuts when I bust, yea (ooh)
No trust, baby, just lust, makin' dust, yea (dust, yea)
Construct Elon Musk and I must, yea (uuh)
Fuck with a ho and I cussed, yea. (ayy)
Ay yah, she know how I'm throwin' racks
She in love with checks
Ayy, pulled up and we know what's next
And I know that she want the sex (yea yea)
Ooh, ballin' bostful on her lil' hatin' ex
Ridin' in my car when we go flex (brr brr)
Yea, she addicted to all my tracks (ayy)
Right now, she be givin' neck. (yah)