[Intro]
Bitch, lick on my dick, uh, yeah, bitch, lick on my Twix
Uh, double Glocks, Twix, yeah
I'm a martian, yeah, I feel like Spartus
[Verse]
Yeah, I feel like a martian, chillin' in the darkness, yeah, um
Bitch, I am the shit just like I farted
Hope they leave departed, uh, I'm the hardest
Fuck nigga, talkin' down, but I ball like Harden, yeah
Oh, you tried it, yeah, yeah, you tried it
Bought Huessin, bought bitch some lightning
Talk down bitch, I'ma hit you with this lightning (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, we tryna fight it
Sippin' orange juice and cranberry juice, uh
Let's have a two, uh, let's have a three, uh
One, ay, two, ay, what you wanna do, ay
Pulled up in a coupe, I might have to lose the roof, ay
Boolin' with some troops, we under enemy arms
Talk down bitch, I'm gonna rip off your arms, yeah, uh
Get her like fuckin' State Farm, uh
Yeah, you know I got the chopper and I stay armed
Yeah, bitch, I stay armed, and dangerous, uh
Bitch, we dangerous, it ain't lookin' strange to us
Yeah, please don't play with us, yeah
'Cause we might turn your ass to some angel dust, yeah
Or some demon dust, ay (I'm like-, uh)
I'm rare like a mammoth tusk, uh
Bitch, I ball hard from the night time to dusk, ay (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, you stank, you smell like musk, uh
I don't give one, two, three fucks, yeah
I don't give one, two or three fucks to bitches
I'm the richest nigga ever
Bitch, lick on my dick, uh, yeah, bitch, lick on my Twix
Uh, double Glocks, Twix, yeah
I'm a martian, yeah, I feel like Spartus
[Verse]
Yeah, I feel like a martian, chillin' in the darkness, yeah, um
Bitch, I am the shit just like I farted
Hope they leave departed, uh, I'm the hardest
Fuck nigga, talkin' down, but I ball like Harden, yeah
Oh, you tried it, yeah, yeah, you tried it
Bought Huessin, bought bitch some lightning
Talk down bitch, I'ma hit you with this lightning (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, we tryna fight it
Sippin' orange juice and cranberry juice, uh
Let's have a two, uh, let's have a three, uh
One, ay, two, ay, what you wanna do, ay
Pulled up in a coupe, I might have to lose the roof, ay
Boolin' with some troops, we under enemy arms
Talk down bitch, I'm gonna rip off your arms, yeah, uh
Get her like fuckin' State Farm, uh
Yeah, you know I got the chopper and I stay armed
Yeah, bitch, I stay armed, and dangerous, uh
Bitch, we dangerous, it ain't lookin' strange to us
Yeah, please don't play with us, yeah
'Cause we might turn your ass to some angel dust, yeah
Or some demon dust, ay (I'm like-, uh)
I'm rare like a mammoth tusk, uh
Bitch, I ball hard from the night time to dusk, ay (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, you stank, you smell like musk, uh
I don't give one, two, three fucks, yeah
I don't give one, two or three fucks to bitches
I'm the richest nigga ever
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