[Intro: Harry Mack]

Check it, ah, ah, ah

[Verse: Harry Mack]

Kill it every time, can't nobody diss me

I be throwin' lyrics like they was a frisbee

Ay, normally pop up, I'm wearin' jet black

My fans like dogs, they run out and fetch that

Bring it back, y'all know that they lovin' everything I throw

Yeah, I can't hold back, I'ma bring the flow

Ay, known for kickin' lyrics after dark

Havin' fun with my rhymes like playin' frisbee in the park

Ay, they think they’re on my level, I be sayin’, "Hell, no!"

When I rhyme, people's bodies jiggle like jello

H-Mack, man, I crush it on a beat

Lyrics just like jello cause I always spit it sweet

Let's go, ay, comin' off the top, it's nonstop

I'ma light the fuse, then I'm 'bout to let the bomb drop

C'mon, yeah, I'ma be the coldest on the scene

Stackin' money, dawg, we gettin' to the green

Reppin' for the team, ay, y'all know I get mean in the place

I'm leavin' corny rappers green in the face

They love the way that I perform, I'll be sharp as a thorn

I leave you torn, you thought that nothin' rhymed with orange

Well, I'ma change your whole perspective, rep for my collective

Dig inside my mind, I be gettin' introspective

She was like, "Hold up, wait, are you kiddin', bro?...

...I can tell you makin' YouTube videos."

Yeah, ayo, I'm 'bout to leave you bent

I said, "Yeah, I am," she said, "Damn, that is so intense!"

I said, "Nah, it's easy, I'm just gonna do a rap...

...I'm just gonna make some shit up off the top and that's a fact!"

Ay, yeah, and now they know what I'm about

Ay, blow your mind with the flow, cover your mouth

Ay, can't even believe the shit that I come up with

I'm bangin' with the type o' lyrics rappers just can't fuck with

Yeah, I spit it in the hardest way

All these rappers jelly like marmalade

Yeah, they love the way I do my thing

She got the hoop earrings, them some big ass rings

H-Mack on it and you know I spit it too tight

In the window reflection, I can see the blue lights

Mack all up on it and you know they couldn't hang, though

Like the earrings y'all are rockin', rappers 'bout to dangle

Off o' the edge of the cliff

Ay, could tell that I'm blowin' your mind

Ay, every time that I'm rappin'

Ay, y'all know I'm flowin' divine

Ay, I got her shakin' her head

Ay, y'all know I'm winnin' the game

Ay, other homie on the side, though

She's fallin' all out the frame, ay!

Ay, can't even believe it, I can do it high or sober

They be so impressed by the rhyme, I'm about to knock you over

She be doin' this in front of her face, wavin' her hand like a fan

Every time that I grab the mic, word to fans, 'Cause I'm about to make you a fan

Ay, H-Mack don't need a plan

Ay, come off the top of the brain

Ay, every time I vibe these lyrics

Ay, y'all know they're fuckin' insane

Do it for my people, live on Omegle

Y'all know I got no equal

Every time I'm on it, I press a bigger threat

She be lightin' the cigarette

Hold up, all my bars on point

Hold up, not a cigarette, it's a joint

H-Mack, you know that I'm gifted

She be smokin' that and she's gettin' mad lifted

H-Mack, man, I get through the drama

Ay, that's word to my mama

Well, tell me, is it tobacco?

Or are you rollin' marijuana?

H-Mack, man, I'm spittin' it fly

When it comes to rhymes, ain't no one as sick as this guy

Yeah, ayo, y'all know I ain't a joke, on my life

Ayo, like you smoke the cig, I be smokin' the mic

Let's go!