44 ContributorsMAKKA Lyrics

[Chorus: Ecco2k]

The drama story again

Smoking in the kitchen

Drop the keys onto the street

Don't you wanna see how it ends?

(Guess it's Mecha on the—)

[Verse 1: fakemink]

I'm only twenty, but it feels like plenty

Man, I still get blown, but I don't sip Henny

I'm layin' in the back of the Maybach Benny

2025, yeah, my jeans still Hedi

This is paint, not blood, I ain't feelin' pain

I'm sippin' syrup, smokin' up, I feel it in my brain

Try dress like me, we are not the same

I'm a winner, man, this rap shit is a fuckin' game

You ain't killing shit, bitch, you a fuckin' lame

I got my old haters screamin' my fuckin' name

Yeah, your bitch an animal, you need to fuckin' tame her

I'm really ballin', like I'm PSG Neymar (La-la-la-la)

I dance in the rainlight, sleep whеn it's daytime (La-la-la)

Bottega, you don't know what it feels like

Hеsitate, I only do it when it feels right

Gelonade, you know I really gotta smoke, right

Skinny bitch, she itty-bitty coke line (La-la-la-la)

She want my coat 'cause she cold in this moonlight

We lock eyes, both know that the mood's right

Snow White in a black coat, red light

[Chorus: Ecco2k & fakemink]

The drama story again (Na-na-na)

Smoking in the kitchen

Drop the keys onto the street

Don't you wanna see how it ends?

[Bridge: Ecco2k]

Left a hole in the room

Nothing to remember you

Only a trail of perfume

Wonder if it's in here again

(Guess it's Mecha on the—)

[Verse 2: fakemink]

N-n-noddin' off the Makka, I ain't callin' backup

I'm really smokin' flavors in Bottega, got my bag up

W-walk into the store, ain't even lookin' at the tag, uh

I'm really livin' two lives, Hannah Mon—

N-n-noddin' off the Makka, I ain't callin' backup

Really smokin' flavors in Bottega, got my bag up

Walk into the store, ain't even lookin' at the tag, uh

I'm really livin' two lives, Hannah Montana (La-la-la-la)

T-Tiff' on my bracelet, sniff, need a break quick (La-la-la-la)

Chewin' this gum, but I still fuckin' taste it (La-la-la-la)

I know it ain't a race, but I'm first fuckin' place, bitch

I know you ain't the one, yeah, I see it in your face, bitch

[Outro: fakemink]

My new money look like old money (La-la-la-la)

Cosplaying motherfuckers got no money (La-la-la-la)

People really try and buy taste, and they can't (La-la-la-la)

Man, you have it, or you don't, yeah, it's sad, but it's so funny

I got that white all in me, feel like snow bunny (La-la-la-la)

Yeah, that white, white, white, got my nose runny (White, white, white)

Yeah, that white, white, white, got my— white, white, uh (La-la-la-la)

Yeah, that white, white, white, got my nose runnin'