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Mackned – Black Jeep Lyrics

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Mackned yeah
Lil Peep yeah
Cold Hart
GothBoiClique in the ripped black jeans
Whip the M4, I dont whip the M3
GothBoiClique, got some hoes with me
GothBoiClique, got some hoes with me
Got a bad white girl with me, yeah
Got a bad black girl with me, yeah

Ripped black jeans in the all black Jeep yeah
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me, ayy
Ripped black jeans in the all black Jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me, yeah

Ned Gotti in a white Beam white Beam
We was probably sippin on lean, yeah on lean, yeah
She was probably thinkin bout me thinkin bout me
I was probably thinkin bout cheese bout cheese
I was probably thinkin bout my bros bout my bros
I be on the road, doing shows doing shows
I be on the road, fuckin hoes fuckin hoes
This my life and thats just how it goes yeah, thats just how it goes

This my life, Im always on the road always on the road
I got addictions I got addictions
They got me trippin they got me trippin
They got me thinkin they got me thinkin, yeah

Ripped black jeans in the all black Jeep yeah
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me, ayy
Ripped black jeans in the all black Jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me Mackned, Mackned, yeah

Youre always on my nerves and you always have been
Drop the beat and let em sing the lyrics like my last bitch
Yin yang bitches mixed up like emotions
My life is a funeral, Im the reason you show up
I remember pain flowin through your voice when voice when
You found out I dont love you, I love choices I love choices
I dont ever fall asleep, I cant find sleep
Me and Lil Tracy, thats the nigga

Selling dog food so I know you catching boy bands
Junkies swingin from the trees, my niggas call em Tarzan
I dont ever think I drove without contraband
GBC, Im ridin for my doggies like a triad Mackned

Ripped black jeans in the all black Jeep yeah
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me, ayy
Ripped black jeans in the all black Jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me, yeah

Black rain, locked doors
Cant ask for more
Can I sleep on your floor? Black clothes on tour
Mackned and Lil Peep, GBC punkstars
I dont think Ill ever need to go back to sleep
You will never know what you really meant to me
Rip my jeans, split my pills into three
For me, please, baby, can you help me bleed?
Nobody, yeah, nobody
Can make me feel like you do
Nobody, yeah, nobody
Baby, life aint fair and I know I aint there, oh

Ripped black jeans in the all black Jeep yeah
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me, ayy
Ripped black jeans in the all black Jeep
And I got a couple black girls on me
And I got a couple white girls on me
And I got a couple tight girls on me, yeah

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