| Buck, buck… its Macaroni Time |
| Buck, (buck)… and it’s Macaroni Time |
| Bang, bang… |
| She say she love my car… fuck love |
| She see me with the stars, now she wanna know me now |
| Unh-unh, bitch I told you now, I’m actin' funny now |
| Buck, buck… and we scream «it's Macaroni Time!» |
| She say she like my car and she like how I forgi ride |
| She see me with the stars, now she wanna know me now |
| Unh-unh, 'cause I told her now, I’m actin' funny now |
| Buck, buck… fuck nigga, think it’s Macaroni Time |
| Couple bucks for these bitches, let me slap them on they ass |
| Tough luck for these niggas, think they next, I’m on they ass |
| So what? Walk in court smelling like pack, I got them bands |
| Glo Boys, that’s what Almighty Sosa got 'em sayin' |
| She wanna be a Glory Girl but she don’t like my Glory Guys |
| I know this bitch is down, she wanna meet my mama now |
| But unh-unh, I gotta keep the earth rolling, let’s get high |
| Light it up, and I guarantee that you gon' touch the sky |
| He say he gettin' money, but I know that that’s a lie |
| I see ones and fives in your bankroll right now |
| But unh-unh, you ain’t flexing, boy, you need some exercise |
| You cuttin' up, you need some GBE lessons now |
| I hear these niggas flexing, saying they know the Glory Gang |
| How you know us and we don’t know your name? |
| Unh-unh, just bought a pint, I’m leaning right now, dumb fuck |
| Just popped a flat, I’m beaming right now, unh-unh |
| I feel like catching a honey right now, no love |
| I see an op, I’m dropping right now |
| She let me fuck… then I’m dropping, right now |
| I’m a hop up in that 'Rari, talk, I’m dropping right now |
| She say she like my car and she like how I forgi ride |
| She see me with the stars, now she wanna know me now |
| Unh-unh, 'cause I told her now, I’m actin' funny now |
| Buck, buck… fuck nigga, think it’s Macaroni Time |
| Couple bucks for these bitches, let me slap them on they ass |
| Tough luck for these niggas, think they next, I’m on they ass |
| So what? Walk in court smelling like pack, I got them bands |
| Glo Boys, that’s what Almighty Sosa got 'em sayin' |