I got a valentine and her name 808
When I hear her coming know that she gon give my heart a break
To all my niggas when I die make me an 808
And imma try to best to touch some racks and get to stacking pape
Man I don't even want the pape and that's the honest truth
Summer every single time I spit I got the hottest booth
I'm only seeing one of me but it's a lot of you
I came into this world with not shit on don't got a lot to lose
My lil baby 808 think she the only choice
Walk around the city with no jacket she from Illinois
Niggas try to talk to her however she gon get annoyed
And they said MAK went MIA my boy I'm still deployed
I got a valentine and her name 808
Got a heart that's hard to take
Fuck you mean that shit is fake?
Every single night I take the beat out on a dinner date
Then I paint her face the same color as a paper plate
I don't get why niggas sip on all this haterade
Just put on a beat
Leave me alone, that's how a banger's made
I aint saying I'm the best but shit I'm far from great
You aint ever heard of MAK! before today yo starting day