Mar$h - OG Konami

Whooping yo ass in tekken
While yo sister make me breakfast
Aint no worries in my life
On the south west of Texas
Living wreckless if i get arrested
Thats just how it go
Well at least a nigga hit a grip of BitchesThats fa' show

Now im a street fighter
Your mcm just hope a young nigga Retire
Off a grapeade and a Whataburger
I Yoga flame and i spits fire
Got a yellow chick with a big head She cuter than yo main hoe
Sober than a bitch a nigga rarely hit But that don't change the fact that i Stay throwed

Nike swoosh on my halo
Them heaven gates ima run through em
Fat checks ima run through em
I stay moving i just do it
Its lil ghost and im moving slow
Instavid them titties and a young Nigga gone throw some more
You know it

I spit game like a poet
If you main chick is thirsty
I just pour a glass of that moet
And its breezy
She wipe me down like a squeegee
Hit my line only cuz she need me
I just pass her off to young geechi
Thats my nigga Too easy

Off liquor
Im weezy

Off drugs im a super saiyan
Ima power up and ima hit you later

Written by:
MARSHALL SCOTT

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