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mac critter - self made (2025) lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
self made, n+gga
no n+gga give me no handout n+gga
ain’t up under no n+gga d+ck pullin’ n+gga
for real

[repetition]
self made, made man, i’m my own man
need no n+gga to shoot for me, do my own spin
ain’t no n+gga recruitin’ with me, got my own bands
fly out the country, we change up the plans
three b+tches with me, they speak what they sayin’
[?]
threw the money, i be tryin’ not to think it
dope boy b+tch got a house on my pinky
she suckin’ d+ck, lookin’ at me, ain’t blinkin’
purple and yellow, you know what i’m drinkin’
pretty ho starin’, i know what she thinkin’
smashin’ the gas got me syncin’
these n+ggas money be shrinkin’
rolls royce, double r
ratchet b+tch, f+ck a star
ho f+ck with me, upgrade her car
confidential, don’t say what you saw
confidential, don’t say what you saw
chase or not, boy, you not gon’ get far
n+gga mad ’bout these b+tches, that’s all
spinnin’ for thead and bobby
spinnin’ for thead and bob
put a n+gga as in a wall
mixed match designer, i show some to y’all
lil’ n+gga come shoot out the back or you hogged
shot him in the face, gotta eat out of straws
still tryna rob, lil’ boy you ain’t 50
n+gga in a whole ‘nother state tryna diss me
sound like a b+tch
p+ssy boy, know you miss me
every time my check clear, i’ll buy more switches
self made, made man, i’m my own man
need no n+gga to shoot for me, do my own spin
ain’t no n+gga recruitin’ with me, got my own bands
fly out the country, we change up the plans
three b+tches with me, they speak what they sayin’
[?]
threw the money, i be tryin’ not to think it
dope boy b+tch got a house on my pinky
she suckin’ d+ck, lookin’ at me, ain’t blinkin’
purple and yellow, you know what i’m drinkin’
pretty ho starin’, i know what she thinkin’
smashin’ the gas got me syncin’
these n+ggas money be shrinkin’
rolls royce, double r
ratchet b+tch, f+ck a star
ho f+ck with me, upgrade her car
confidential, don’t say what you saw
confidential, don’t say what you saw
chase or not, boy, you not gon’ get far
n+gga mad ’bout these b+tches, that’s all
spinnin’ for thead and bobby
spinnin’ for thead and bob
put a n+gga as in a wall
mixed match designer, i show some to y’all
lil’ n+gga come shoot out the back or you hogged
shot him in the face, gotta eat out of straws
still tryna rob, lil’ boy you ain’t 50
n+gga in a whole ‘nother state tryna diss me
sound like a b+tch
p+ssy boy, know you miss me
every time my check clear, i’ll buy more switches



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