Sinners (feat. Mak) Video (MV)

They don't call me Mak for a reason
All the opps will tell you the same thing about me, I cheese them
They know I'm a real killer, they always sin til' I turn them to some believers
I'm a real shooter, real hitter, I'm a Swiss cheeser
Me and Rico like curry and clay
All the shots that we took, we left them in the bay
Came down to granny, had a lot on my tray
The opps wanna chop up beef, but I ain't got the time today
Wanted to post up and talk shit, but took off your shoes
Cause they was busted, you got clown cough, cough, T-Jay
We ain't choppin' nothin' lil' boy, this life ain't a game
We reppin' this rate, no we don't play
All I have two shooter gun you down in the middle of the day
I be hating these thoughts that be inside of my brain
Cause when I catch you pushin' that stroller, it's over
I'm sendin' three clips over, then switch it to five
Now f*ck this shit, make it six
In a car full of shooters that never miss
My brother Rico brings the heat and I bring the thunder
Opps dissin' on me, while I'm f*ckin' their mother
I'm a white boy, but claimed as a brother
Where we're from, we're comin' from under
I'm cashin' these threes like I'm cashin' these chicks
Put it all towards sticks with extended clips
And can't forget about the switch
Ayy, y'all thought I was done? Nah, run that shit back
Hit a lick, I was runnin
Goin' far, then Burke pulled up with the stolen car
With Elay that's the truth
The motherf*ckin' deputies pulled up
And gave him a Big Mac too
I'm poppin' that rocket if I miss, you're blessed
I'm aimin' at you, but f*ck it, kill the rest
Rico flex money and y'all still got less
They like to watch me like I had a patek
Tay In the cut, that's a scary-ass sight
A night in the east, that's a scary-ass night
Movin' like Perry, boy, I do it all the time
Grandma think he sweet, she don't know he live a double life
Ay, shots sent, Glock 10, fully automatics
Night-night, K.RO, who the killers? Ask them
They live a whole fantasy, we the real bandits
F*ck it, let's play a game, who'll run the fastest
Slizzo, EC, SG, or Mally
Probably Reed, he a motherf*ckin' rat three
They get beat, they got airsoft, so they'd try to stab me
I don't take it to the internet, so you can't at me
K.RO is a moron, probably like his last name
Reed don't spin no more, cause he dug his last grave
Got another chance, but should've seen his scary ass
Y'all colonize like ass? I'd make y'all scatter so fast
Cookin' with a torch, back in school, Reed was a dork
How you gangsta? Let him know to be ready for war
This the oxygen, we took it away once, tell 'em what for
Slizzo don't come outside, we'd have to kick right through the door, on three