MAC MALL - Crack Da 40 lyrics

[Mac Mall talking]

Yeah man, cracking that forty

It's young Mac Mall

What up hoes

[Verse 1]

Crack the forty, and then I take a big swig

They play the beat, so you know I gots to get

I'm in the middle of the street getting cessed out

Because my cutties and my money's what it's all about

That forty ounce got me buzzed so I'm acting kind of funny

Reach into my pockets then I pull out some money

That I spend on the brew

Rush to the liquor store then go get burnt with my crew

I take the top off and poor some on the concrete

For my cutties thats in jail or deceased

I take a swig then I pass it to my partner

And I'm sipping on a forty got no time for a tall can

Because I need some of that real shit

And sixteen ounces just won't get me lit

See I'm a young nigga but I drink a forty quick

I don't drink cisco cause that shit make me sick

Instead, I'm sipping up on a forty-O

I'm feeling cool, so let me talk to a ho

And I ain't tripping even though I took a forty to the head

Breath cool, cause I'm chewing on some Big Red

Fuck talking, let's rush to the motel

Because the forty, dog, got my dick hard as steel

That's how it is when your hooked with the cess and me

Because my cutty, just love to crack the forty

[Break]

That's right, that's right

Just love to crack the forty

Love to crack the forty

[Verse 2]

And at the shows, keep the forty in the stash box

Because you know, its guaranteed, to get the hoes hot

I take a swig before I get up on the microphone

I'm feeling kind of tipsy so I won't leave the hoes alone

They ruined this moment to pour my brew up on the sidewalk

I say 'Fuck naw' and a lot of shy talk

They wanna chase me but I'm just too fast

But I'm black and white all those punk fools in the task

And I'm gone when I hit a bitch real quick

With the forty ounce still in my grip

And it's one cause I smoked ya peep

But you probably would have caught me

If you would've took a swig of the forty

[Break]

The motherfucking forty

[Verse 3]

I sip on OE, St. Ides, or Magnum

Cause when it come to forty dog you know I got to have one

To start my day off right

But if I drink two it might keep me cool until the night, yeah

And then I gots to get real ripped

Crack the forty, take a sip cause you know I'm on that cess tip

Look at the bottle, man, it might hypnotize ya

True blue mack never drink Budweiser

Back in the days, a cutty of mine passed the brew

I took a little sip; it tasted kind of cool

But as I got older, the sips got much bigger

Now I'm a hard-ass, bad-ass young nigga

That's how it is, partner if you know me

Cause everybody in the motherfucking hood love to crack the forty

[Shout-outs and talking to fade]