[Verse 1]
Here's Mack...
Street dude. Fully brash
No stash. Only holding petty cash
Type of cat, used to call em Thundercats
Talk smack. Crumble when he under 'tack
No lads. Ain't nobody got his back
Get thrashed. Now he yelling "Run it back"
Got a strap. No hands, gotta pack
Oh crap! Whoop Whoop! Look at who is on his back...

[Chorus]
What would you do...
...You would do if it was you?
What would you do...
...You would do if it was you?
What would you do...
...You would do if it was you?
What would you do...
...You would do if it was you?

[Verse 2]
Just listen really close so you don't miss it
Officer Flemming Got a call that something's missing
From a business in the "lighter" shopping district 
Guess what? (What?) Mack is fitting the description (Man!)
Mack stiffens. Streets talking and he listens
Alibi. Streets say "No Snitchin!"
Then Flemming runs up on Mack trippin
Agressive with him. See he got a Mac with him

Get on the ground and then put the gun down what you better do

I ain't done nothing the gun ain't up. Hey who you threatening dude?

Great business owners have the right to not see the likes of you

I ain't no booster. Where's the rights I been entitled to?

I bet you're a menace. Admit it that there was no badder dude
You could go home if only could switch up his attitude

Not tryna fight you. It doesn't matter what you tryna do

If he doesn't matter to you, who does he matter to?