SIRI CAN YOU HELP ME ft. C41D Lyrics

Diamonds round my chain, I got money round my neck

You can call me Mackned, I got my life on deck

Got a stripper in my phone, I ain't even gotta flex

Got her number off a flyer that was posted in the rec

In my bag I got some tec, not a nine, they getting high shit

They don't want me around, unless they know that I supply shit

Henny or the lean, or the food that I'mma buy shit

I'm fussy with my food, but if it's drugs then I'mma try shit

I'm not tryna die shit, living unhealthy

Salmon bagels for my breakfast, living like I'm wealthy

Screaming down the phone, asking Siri how to help me

Drowning in the liquor, only sipping top shelf G

Smoke in the doja, I want drip from dolce gabana

And i get so yacked when i sip on the potion,

Shot through the head of Havana

The weed got force skywalk on the beat, yeah, like I am the father

Run from stress, life or death, like a game of would you rather

If you're coming for my brother, got a bullet with your name on

Saying that I changed, but I've been this way since day one

Better do it with your chest, if you're gonna say sumn

Comfy in the gritty, feds ask questions, I don't say nun

Never let em on to my knowlege, yea i play dumn

Told him how you're gonna eat if you're always inside the station

If a pussy want a beef, let it be, until the day comes

Seasoning the scene, and me and 699 the flavor