[Chorus: Camjae]
I swear that I think that I'm Martin
I kick the bitch out like I'm Martin
Stay with Jane like I'm Martin
I don't play like I'm Martin
I kick the bitch out like I'm Martin
I swear that I think that I'm Martin
I swear that I think that I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
Fresh Jays like I'm Martin
I don't play like I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
[Verse 1: Camjae]
I stay with Gina like I'm Martin
But I don't sweat her like I'm callin'
Nigga shootin' I need Jays like a Morris
I don't bend for nothing not even a pardon
I ain't gotta will her movin' she a scooter
Bitchin' to her friend I passed her hallelujah
I ain't lyin' Simba [?] and I'm a buddha
Ask what's in my cup I ask ya "what's it to ya?"
She givin like a gangster email I sent it to the crib
Futurama I'm a Bender
Oh shit motherfucker how's ya mom
I be on these white bitches like Tom's
Hold on nigga little like Kim
Talking bangers I go on 'em like some Timbs
Keep the cannon on me caught me in my feelings
City on my back I carry call me Jim
Riding 'round the hood boolin' at the south park like I'm Timmy
Go get in [?] 'fore I'm out for the lease keep the peace like a hippy
Bitches they on me I promise they won't get a thing
I'm leaving her blue 'cause she fast like Sonic
She will not get a ring
Swag
I swear that I think that I'm Martin
I kick the bitch out like I'm Martin
Stay with Jane like I'm Martin
I don't play like I'm Martin
I kick the bitch out like I'm Martin
I swear that I think that I'm Martin
I swear that I think that I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
Fresh Jays like I'm Martin
I don't play like I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
I get to steppin' like I'm Martin
[Verse 1: Camjae]
I stay with Gina like I'm Martin
But I don't sweat her like I'm callin'
Nigga shootin' I need Jays like a Morris
I don't bend for nothing not even a pardon
I ain't gotta will her movin' she a scooter
Bitchin' to her friend I passed her hallelujah
I ain't lyin' Simba [?] and I'm a buddha
Ask what's in my cup I ask ya "what's it to ya?"
She givin like a gangster email I sent it to the crib
Futurama I'm a Bender
Oh shit motherfucker how's ya mom
I be on these white bitches like Tom's
Hold on nigga little like Kim
Talking bangers I go on 'em like some Timbs
Keep the cannon on me caught me in my feelings
City on my back I carry call me Jim
Riding 'round the hood boolin' at the south park like I'm Timmy
Go get in [?] 'fore I'm out for the lease keep the peace like a hippy
Bitches they on me I promise they won't get a thing
I'm leaving her blue 'cause she fast like Sonic
She will not get a ring
Swag
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