Mars, uh And I know these niggas mad as fuck (go, go) Bitch, I'm in the trap with TM, we throw it up (TM) Pour a four while my nigga throw it up (pour a four) And, bitch, I'm off the good tens, I might just throw it up (bitch, I'm off that dope for real) These niggas ain't got no swag for real (niggas ain't got no swag) And I ain't no lil' baby but bitch, I'm in my bag for real (I'm in my fuckin' bag, bitch) High as fuck, got jet lag for real (I got jet lag, bitch) This MAC-11 come with a 32 mag, for real (Mars) (yeah, yeah) And me and that nigga geeked, we be tweakin' together (oh yeah, oh yeah) And I sure is rockin' hoodies in this damn hot-ass weather That nigga just like me, I ain't know I had a tether Ain't no nigga totin' like me, yo' shit light as a feather I don't wanna work with you, don't care, that's cool (go, go) Singin' my heart out on this mic right on this fucking stool (yeah, yeah) No internet, lil' bitch, beef with this fuckin' tool And I don't gotta show my ass, lil' hoe, to flex on you (hell nah) Santana, I'ma flex on you (I'ma flex on you) And I ain't gotta shake my ass, lil' hoe, to flex on you, you (oh yeah, oh yeah) Kaine with the glizzy, I'ma handle you (go, go) Bitch, these VVS' on my neck wet like a fucking pool (go) (Mars) And I know these niggas mad as fuck (go, go) Bitch, I'm in the trap with TM, we throw it up (TM) Pour a four while my nigga throw it up (pour a four) And, bitch, I'm off the good tens, I might just throw it up (bitch, I'm off that dope for real) These niggas ain't got no swag for real (niggas ain't got no swag) And I ain't no lil' baby but bitch, I'm in my bag for real (I'm in my fuckin' bag, bitch) High as fuck, got jet lag for real (I got jet lag, bitch) This MAC-11 come with a 32 mag, for real (Mars) (yeah, yeah) This MAC-11 come with a 32 mag, for real And I ain't no lil' baby but bitch, I'm in my bag for real

9 millimeter, my brothers my keeper Was serving that ether before I did features My mamacita, she know how to greet me She know how to keep me She better not get 9 millimeter, my brothers my keeper Was serving that ether before I did features My mamacita, she know how to greet me She know how to keep me She better not get Fuck ya dead homies, run ya bread homie Got some lead for me, I'm on Artesia Parked in my Beamer bumping my own shit I'm focused, they stuck on that dull shit Livin' for that True Religion is broke shit I can spend that on a Mac with a long clip Fly in that Benz but you hide in that Focus My nigga just focus, I'm tryin' to paint you a picture We stuck in the moment My burner gets stuck if I shoot it too much So a nigga resorted to domin' That's somebody's son but a war to be won Baby either go hunt or be hunted We crabs in a bucket, he called me a crab So I shot at him in front of the Douglas I cannot be fucked with, we thuggin' in public 9 millimeter, my brothers my keeper Was serving that ether before I did features My mamacita, she know how to greet me She know how to keep me She better not get 9 millimeter, my brothers my keeper Was serving that ether before I did features My mamacita, she know how to greet me She know how to keep me She better not get What means the world to you? Is it a fast life, money and clothes? Probably fuckin' these hoes And what would you murder for? Will your name hold weight when the curtains close? Nigga caught one case and I heard he told Snitch get a full clip and closed casket Won't hug your bitch, when the ho ratchet Cold jumper, been shootin', no practice Been tourin', whip foreign, coupe crashin' Still bangin' 2 Naughty 2 Nasty Still "fuck the police" they won't catch me My feature too pricey, don't ask me Go hard 'til Goyard on my baggage He mad we won't fight, I'm gon' tag him Mask up at midnight and start clappin' Kids crying, still snipin', no lackin' 9 millimeter, my brothers my keeper Was serving that ether before I did features My mamacita, she know how to greet me She know how to keep me She better not get 9 millimeter, my brothers my keeper Was serving that ether before I did features My mamacita, she know how to greet me She know how to keep me She better not get 9 millimeter, my brothers my keeper Was serving that ether before I did features My mamacita, she know how to greet me She know how to keep me She better not get 9 millimeter, my brothers my keeper Was serving that ether before I did features My mamacita, she know how to greet me She know how to keep me She better not get I don't have a reason, oh but I Ill get in your mind I keep you loaded and ready right here beside of me I'll pull up on you I'll pull up on your mind I'll pull up on you I'll pull up on your mind I'll pull up on you I'll pull up on you I'll pull up on you I'll pull up on your mind

One time, circling the block Lil' buddy got murdered on the flock Two times, you know how we rock You know who we knocked on, you know who we shot You know how we comin', come from nothin', I got Christian Dior, I'm crippin' Bijoux Made her uh-oh, let the mission endure Gave a little money to me, now I want more Don't be lookin' funny when we come up in the store My black is beautiful but I'll still shoot at you, dawg 2Pac, death tells all Watch out for the niggas in the Lakewood Mall Bitch, you touch, Nobu brunch No bit change, no blue Chucks Just big things, cuz gon' bust Cuz sure bust, but we ain't on one We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck 'bout nothin' We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck about nothin' We just wanna have fun I'm so Norfy, my loves go viral for me Ride slow, hop out, get hyphy Think I know why he no like me He broke, we know, sitch He told, he on print Black and white like old flicks We blam, these bands like goldens, I'm hopeless Give me all the money in my hand Type of money pop a rubber band Miss with the glitz and the glam Fried catfish at The Ritz in Japan Yeah, kickin' baby, tell me when to go (Tell me when to go) Tweakin', I'ma leave him on the floor (Leave him on the floor) Ricky in the ally adiós But we don't want the smoke We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck 'bout nothin' We just wanna have fun We don't wanna fuck up nothin' We don't wanna fuck up nothin' Fun, we don't wanna fuck up nothin' And we don't give a fuck about nothin' We just wanna have fun Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) Mack a bitch down, mack a bitch down (Mack a bitch) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) We don't need no suckers in this bitch We just wanna have fun, we just (Wanna have fun, what's happenin'?) FN57, get down on a nigga FN57 and them M's, not heaven