Lyrics Toodles, My G (Buzzwords) - Harry Mack

Yeah!
I take a sip of coffee, you know, wake my mind up
Yeah, okay, ah, okay, ah, okay, ah, okay

Lit! Every time I spit, man, I'ma light a fire like propane
Lit! I'ma wake you up like you just did a line of the cocaine
Ayy, H-Mack, man, I'm comin' through swift
I'm the type of rapper that can never be dissed
Put me in your system, better turn me up louder
Crushin' rappers into cocaine, that's powder

Ayy, I'm about to break 'em down
Ayy, I will report my rhymes
Ayy, I will explore my mind
Ayy, I don't need to snort no lines
Nah, 'cause I be high on life every time that I vibe on the mic
That's right, H-Mack, outta sight, and I keep my shit tight
Ayy, everybody really 'bout to peep it tonight

Ayy, it's goin' down when I'm up in the place
Peace to the homie who be puffin' the vape
Yeah, plus he be sippin' a beer
Hold up one minute, we be gettin' it clear
Yeah, they gon' understand me well
He said, "I'm cultured, so I drink San Miguel"
H-Mack in it, man, they turn me up loud
Yo, right now, I'll be all up in your cloud

Hold up, and you know we are in the house
Had to put his T-shirt over his mouth
Yeah, if I do it, I will be in trouble
I tried it for a second but my voice got muffled
Ayy, y'all know I make 'em say, "Oh, shit!"
Every time I rhyme, I'm 'bout to help you keep your focus
I'm about to help you travel from the mind, a road trip
Every time I light the fuse, you know I'm too explosive

Ayy, Mack, man, I really got the swag
I'ma put the whole game in a body bag
Yeah, I'ma show my style to y'all
I'ma getcha twisted like alcohol
I will be rippin' raps and it's a fact
The kid named Mack, I gotcha twisted like ya sippin' that
The San Miguel, he cracked the can, I'm 'bout to rap for fans
Ayo, I really make it happen, man!

Hold up, ayy, and you know we are all up in this
Ayy, I'm about to let you witness
He was like, "Cocaine, alcohol, and the last word, hmm
Did you just say, women?
H-Mack, you know that I got 'em all flinchin'?

Ayy, y'all know that I normally wear jet black
He threw the word out, I had to correct that
Ayy, I'm about to change it and rearrange it before I flame it, then aim it
Out to the people who be repping for my team
Peace to my man on the other side of the screen
Mack all up in it, you know that I love words
I'm a nerd, so you gotta hit me with the buzzwords
Hey, so he gave me the love
I was like, "Oh, words that can give you a buzz?"

No doubt, that's dope
H-Mack, man, they love it, what I'm bringin'
Off the tongue tip, y'all know that I'm flingin'
Peace to the homie who be reppin' outta England
Yeah, he was like, "It ain't dope right now
I'm in England but, yo, it's always shit"
I said, "What's wrong with it?"
He said, "We got COVID, wack-ass people, and politics"

Damn, hope you can find a new way, hope I can lift you up right today?
He says, "Oh, shit," and swings his hand like this
Then he throws it in the other, I'ma leave the track smothered
I will be callin' what I'm seein', I'm the dopest human bein'
When I'm on the mic, you know I got the style
Ayy, I make a mosaic with rhymes kinda like your ceilin' with tiles

Ayy, hold up, I roll up, I show you my skillset
It's Harry Mack, there ain't a beat I ain't killed yet
I do it for people who live on Omegle
I spark y'all, I feel like your room just got darker
Your camera's adjustin', they love how I'm bustin'
He keeps on smokin', yeah, he keeps on puffin'
Mack, I will be dope every time I create
I'm smokin' the mic like you smokin' yo' vape

Ayy, blowin' out a cloud, I'ma hitcha with the rain
Harry Mack, I'm really flowin' off the brain
Got 'em sayin', "Holy shit," the microphone, I be controllin' it
I told you that I'm fully sick, every time I keep it lit
Yeah, Mack is back on, ayy, crush it every song
Ayy, y'all know I'ma spew spray from LA out to the UK
Let's go!