Going Marz Freestyle Zotiyac

[Intro]
Ayy, yup
(SHREDDED on the track, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Since I was sixteen, whippin' no license
Bitch, I ain't kickin' no vices (I ain't kick)
Rat nigga want me to be sad for him
Pussy, you ain't live through no crisis (Ayy)
I knew she was fucking my nigga, I'm psychic
I cut that bitch off, yeah, I jus' had to slice it
I knew that one day I was gon' get it right, and these bitch-ass niggas, they weren't gon' like it
So I gotta get up in a bag like TSA PreCheck where it's at
Hit his neck with a tat', I put the shh on the barrel that mean death was a tap
That's a definite dead in the pack
Medicate heavily converted flesh into ash
Collecting the spread in the trash
Severed the head with a blat, now that bitch in the past

[Chorus]
Gone, gone, going, going
Gone, gone, I'm going, going
Gone, gone, I'm going, going
Gone, gone, I'm going, going
Ayy, I'm going in, I'm going hard
You're going out, I'm going far
I come up close, you're going far
I'm going ghost, you're going Mars