J Jizzy and Lil Rupee and Lil Knife - Martian

Ride in the tonka we are rolling up
Smoking on green yeah we rolling up
Shot an Op in the party he know enough
Fucking up this lean yeah we pouring up
Yeah im wiping my mans nose cuz he is snotty
I'm fucking on bitches yeah all up in the party
Stop playing with my gang yeah cuz we never tardy
15 bands in my pants im like playboi carti
Stick in my hand like arborist
Trust me you don't want to start with shit
You used to red pens zeros and exes we use a red dot to mark this shit
Stage dive in the crowd trying to die lit
Dont care about the price ima buy it
Dont fuck with me ima get violent
You know im steady stupid psilocybin
I popped me a perc now im rolling up
This drank got me geekin im slowing up
You think you with the shit you dont know enough
You know that we out in yodie land pouring up
You aint got bands you dont gotta lie
Giving my brothers a piece of the pie
Im way to direct now my ex asking why
Wok got me wavy this drank got me fly
Beamer or tonka dont matter we pulling up
Spinning on the percs we booling we hit it up
You know im posted pourin purple in double cups
If you got bands you know you aint one of us
Yeah, im singing shit like im the piano man
If this beat isnt hard it aint no piano man
Im musical in this bitch like im a hannagan
Making films in this function like im mike flannagan
Sippin on wok yeah i sip on the lean
Popped me a bar and I popped me a bean
Im strapped up in this bitch like im a marine
Ten hits to his stomach now he looking green
These drugs got me running around going crazy
Been drinking on that henny all day going brazy
Just popped me a perc now im
feeling lazy
Edibles got me feeling all wavy
He up on a wave he on a tsunami
Money spread you cant tell how much is on me
Bitch dont ask bout the color bugatti
If he dont text back then assume i shot him
Got all these dead presidents go call the secret service
I told her i wont put it in but i told her she could shhlurp it
I'm a martian having kids with her im boutta make an earthling
I popped my self a perc and feel like a different person
On this lean its hard i got beef with my kidney
Kangaroo jet gotta fly it to sydney
Dont got a turban then you are not with me
You not a guy if you sipping pink whitney

Written by:
Mike Henchman

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