Coi Leray - Big Mac lyrics

[Coi Leray:] Martian, is that you? Duh, gang, gang Let's get it, [?] (Everything is coZ), damn, damn Everything is coZ, yeah, yeah Yeah, bah, bah, bah, bow b*tch I did that, b*tch I lit that Took a ni**a b*tch, now he want his sh*t back Pull off in a Beemer, seat recline while I kick back She look under the seat and saw the .9 next to a big rack Don't touch my money b*tch, give you [?] b*tch Had to skkrt off on that hoe (Skrrt) you call me Sonic b*tch Yeah, they really out here capping, goofy b*tches out of it I'm counting all this cash, yeah, I never run out of it I'm getting to the money, these ni**as start to act up, dumbass ni**as need to back up This mac will hit you like four ways, leave a ni**a in a mac truck These ni**as wanna act tough, hell nah, Coi Leray gonna come and shut it down These ni**as is fu*king clowns, sitting [?] one round This sh*t will get you wack, make you feel this tec One phone call have you done for a big check And yeah this cash collect, he want to lick my neck But I don't like to kiss, baby, I just flip the pack b*tch I did that, b*tch I lit that Took a ni**a b*tch, now he want his sh*t back Pull off in a Beemer, seat recline while I kick back She look under the seat and saw the .9 next to a big rack Don't touch my money b*tch, give you [?] b*tch Had to skkrt off on that hoe (Skrrt) you call me Sonic b*tch Yeah, they really out here capping, goofy b*tches out of it I'm counting all this cash, yeah, I never run out of it [Martianonthebeat:] fu*k with the gang, Marty is the name I got your b*tch, she with me, and she rock the chain And she give me sloppy while we riding in the Range If he's talking down, then that's money on your [?] [?], ha, really I've been on some sh*t Ha, brick is up stacking them chips Ha, making these doubles I flip Hey, bad b*tch, she riding the [dick?] Ha, smoking the gas out the whip Hey, I'm [running?] ni**as is sick Ha, I know these ni**as is sick (Bow) [Coi Leray:] b*tch I did that, b*tch I lit that Took a ni**a b*tch, now he want his sh*t back Pull off in a Beemer, seat recline while I kick back She look under the seat and saw the .9 next to a big rack Don't touch my money b*tch, give you [?] b*tch (Give you [?]) Had to skkrt off on that hoe (Skrrt) you call me Sonic b*tch Yeah, they really out here capping, goofy b*tches out of it I'm counting all this cash, yeah, I never run out of it Yeah, come on my dick