Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena (Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah)

Que tu cuerpo es pa′ darle alegría y cosa buena (Like, grrah, smokin' all deads)

Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena (Grrah-grrah)Hey Macarena (Baow-baow)

Grrah, like, every opp shot, like

Smokin′ all deads

I got a beam on the gun with a drum

Like, first one I see, bitch, I'm leaving 'em done

Like, oh shit, like, he can′t run

Lil Naz in the air, now his daughter a bum

Like, JayRipK, that nigga dumb

Ok, we gon′ smoke him a ton

Bobby and Charlie and Saint got bunned

Bobby and Charlie and Saint got bunned

Likе dead loccs, on the set

Naz caught onе to his head and his chest

When we spinnin', we looking for Rec

Bobby did bad and went out on the set

R.I.P. Rah, no, they didn′t even step

When I get to flockin', I put ′em to rest

Eos, gbg, Big ebs

Like, I ain't even gon′ say the rest

Now why you mad? 'Cause they gone

Bro, they got hit and got put in a song

Diddy got shh—, now they balling alone

They tryna call him, he ain't answer his phone

They keep suckin′ my dick, bet I′d lower his tone

Smoking on Sayco, two to the dome

I get to beat it then fly out the room

Bitch, I'm on fifty, I stay with my chrome

Smoking Mezzy, bitch, I′m deady

Jb confetti, by the deli

I know an opp that got poked in his belly

Like Nas, bitch, I'm toting my Smelly (Smelly)

She a wetty, blow on her belly

She was just wetter then go to the Telly

Like I′m gon' dump, I don′t care, bitch, I'm ready

Ayo, Melly (Ayo, Melly)

Ayo, Mell, that's an opp right there

I know brodie gon′ click till he drop right there

Spin through the Rey, all the cops right there

I know Lotti gon′ geek, gon' flock right there

Ayo, Sheemy, you a bitch

Beam on a gun, I′m gon' turn him to Rippy (Rippy)

300K, all that shit to my dick

How yo′ mans ran down for hittin' a bitch?

Like, when I see you, I′m boomin' you, bitch

Bro off a Perky, losing his shit

With the deuce, go coo' with the shit

She feel a way then we boomin′ the bitch

300K, better move with this shit

Think you lit? Okay, then I′m boomin' your shit

300K, better move with this shit

Think you lit? Okay, then I′m boomin' your shit

Like, okay, Kay wanna play

Rule number one, I can′t go out like Blay

New opps, me no say

They tried to spin, now look at where he lay

Smokin' Bobby, still do to the face

I bet I could put a Flocka in his place

Smokin′ Trey, wait I'm late

When Jesse got shot he should've been a plate

Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena

Que tu cuerpo es pa′ darle alegría y cosa buena (Every opp shot)

Dale a tu cuerpo alegría, Macarena

Hey Macarena (Ay, like, every opp shot)