[Tre Mak]
Yea, yall know who it is
Well well according to some of yall niggas yall don't know who it is ha ha
Nigga I don't give a fuck nigga, suck my dick nigga
Its tha mak bitch!!!
Yea ha, aye matter of fact call me the yelow bus killa yeahhh

[1st Verse]
Look, nigga I fucks wit riders on the Turf
I'm Hot
My future's lookin brighter than yo shirts
Yo Career
DEAD
Like Michael Myers on the 1st
I hit him on the twitter
Lit a fire to his skirt
I go hard bitch Who the fuck you think you talkin to
These other niggas bark at you
I bite and rip a part of you
I see right thru the heart of you
Buy yo shit? why bother to
Shaboolalaboobeeboo
You don't me wow- Whoopy doo
Him so hard now look e who
You eat me?- you goofy dude
I'd bet you'd say you'd shoot me too
Fuck you from them gucci shoes
I'll chew you up like Ruby Tues- Day
Play Rubix Cube wit yo face and leave you bruised
Hey, wait, me so rude
Play me cheap but me won't lose
I send a couple groupies who
Get at you like groupies do
But them groupies gone do you fool
Lol..
And I ain't talkin bout sexin
But I suggest you do bring protection
Bitch

[Hook]
AYE, LEARN WHO you PLAYIN WIT NIGGA
I'M REALLY IN THE STREETS I GIVE A SHIT WHO BUZZ IS BIGGA
COME ON FAB WHY WE BANGIN ON TWITTER
LETS TAKE IT TO THE STREETS SINCE you CLAIM you SO MUCH REALLA
I'M THE YELLOW Ya Ya YELLOW BUS KILLA
I'M THE Ya Ya YELLOW Ya Ya YELLOW BUS KILLA
I'M THE Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya YELLOW BUS KILLA
I'M THE Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya YELLOW BUS KILLA

[2nd Verse]
When I think Oakland I think Keak
Yuk, Clyde, M - C
Hammer
Short Dogg- Dru Down the homie EA Ski
But def-init-ely not F - A - B
Cats fuck wit you out of respect for Mac D - R - E
Please believe
Without him you would probably be up under me
Wit yo legs spread
Gettin fucked wit yo air brushed shirt all on my bed spread
Lol..
No homo tho
Gone and do whateva floats yo boat
Just no when you go and rock that show
I'm somewhere off up in that hoe
Mobb shit!!!
Guns out!
Shots blow!!!
Crowd shout!
You speaking on the Mak you need to no just what the Mak bout
Exit stage left- To Yo bus hurry and mash out
80 east? Hold on- you turn- take a back route
Hold on Tre you spazzin out homie damn what that's about
Nigga I go hard I'm really livin what I rap about
A hit a away from cashin out
The one these labels ask about
I sale my shit and pass it out
So I gets love in mass amounts