Mar-A-Lago Lyrics – Freddie Gibbs, The Alchemist

Read the full Mar-A-Lago lyrics by Freddie Gibbs and The Alchemist along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Freddie Gibbs’s music, you can also explore Lemon Pepper Steppers and Ensalada, two other songs by Freddie Gibbs.

[Intro: Freddie Gibbs]
A’ight, cool (That’s who he is)
T’d up, whoo
Got the Escalade, yeah
Told you not to fu*k with me now
Told you not to fu*k with me now

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
We the men, like my n!gga Bunk, I’m the B-O-N, yeah
D-O-N, federal agents parked outside my street again
Yeah, all-black whips, I meeched the fleet again, yeah
Got off that dog and served that C again, yeah
[Verse: Freddie Gibbs]
Wrapping it up, stacking it up, if I see buddy, I’m clapping him up
I’ma go shoot at that b!tch, if that n!gga survive, one day, we could patch it up, yeah, yeah
S*it, I’m lying, ain’t giving no passes up (Yeah, b!tch)
Fu*k around, throw a grenade and blow your casket up, don’t gas ’em up
(Yeah, told that lil’ n!gga, don’t fu*k with me, but you wanna fu*k with a n!gga, man)
Ice cold, but still highly flammable
Pimp his ass and nasty, did burn like pu*sy, no prophylactic, yeah
Took the summer off to fu*k all the baddies with plastic asses
N!ggas be writing checks with they mouth, but one day, they gotta cash it, yeah
Call him out and once this s*it bounce, I’m pissing on they ashes
Don’t look past a hoe like I’m Magic, behind the back like Patrick
Walked away from multiple crashes, but it ain’t wreck my status
(Yeah, that’s who he is, it ain’t wreck my status, yeah)
We kicked two hoes up out my house tonight, yeah
Fu*ked on both of them b!tches like they was spouse tonight (Yeah, yeah)
Gave that b!tch that rabbit ice, she was rocking the mouse on ice
Never fu*k with a b!tch that ain’t got her taxes, credit and housing right
She bound to bust that pu*sy, rush that pu*sy for a thousand likes
It’s ass, pu*sy and mouth tonight (That’s who he is)
Yeah, b!tch, she serving three holes
I’m running through her whole friend group, fu*king Three Amigos
Man, I’m meeting the ‘migas, born and raised, streets of Levi
Rocking Nike Spontos, got that from my vatos, yeah

I’m riding in the Demon on Lincoln, I’m dodging potholes
Feds hit my s*it, they ain’t getting s*it, Mar-a-Lago

[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
‘Cause we the men, like my n!gga Bunk, I’m the B-O-N
D-O-N, federal agents parked outside my street again, yeah
Yeah, all-black whips, I meeched the fleet again, yeah
Got off that dog and served that C again, yeah

[Outro: Freddie Gibbs]
We gotta get rid of this thing
Got off that dog and served that C again
Check, check
(Check, check) I tried to be a good mothafu*king n!gga
But I can’t be, ’cause lil’ b!tch-ass n!ggas like you wanna fu*k with me
(Check, check) You wanna fu*k with a n!gga, right?
You want a n!gga who got two strikes on him to go to jail for like, motherfu*ka
That’s, what you want, get off me, fu*k no
So what’s up, bro, what we doing?
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