I can get used to the trip in designer Got powder, reached out while I'm tourin', uh Shout my main flex, iced out my neck
Got lot of them bitches that curb, ayy Always I flex, purple baguettes Baby you know I'm from Mars Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah I can get used to the trip in designer Got powder, reached out while I'm tourin', uh Shout my main flex, iced out my neck Got lot of them bitches hit that curb, ayy Always I flex, purple baguettes Baby you know I'm from Mars Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah
You niggas blur the pot, uh (Pot) You niggas worth a lot, uh (Lot) I got some commas, I'll take care of mama Ain't promised tomorrow, no I keep them choppers on deck, yeah Chanel on my shirt, it the best, yeah Broke boy, you makin' a mess Stick he approachin', you niggas get wet (Drip) Glam on my nigga, you slept on They love you but disappear Skydweller my wrist 'cause I'm never here They ghosted the whip 'cause I never steer Two bitches addicted to eatin' flesh A lot goin' on but we sayin' less They buy the plan B at the CVS I'm shootin' mutha fuckers down, don't need a vest
I can get used to the trip in designer Got powder, reached out while I'm tourin', uh Shout my main flex, iced out my neck Got lot of them bitches that curb, ayy Always I flex, purple baguettes Baby you know I'm from Mars Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah
I can get used to the drippin' in Barneys I roll up like Hardy, my guy Pack hittin' just like the mains When we leave for tour, I might loft Always I flex, purple baguettes Baby you know I'm from Mars (Flex) Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah She playin' chess, Teflon that vest And I smoke gas when I'm stressed Make his own fees, call the police All because my scent's a threat Damage and learn, hand up her skirt Leave all the afro's and lean My friends are deceased, that's why I'm so blue when I count up my Franks, yeah
I can get used to the trip in designer Got powder, reached out while I'm tourin', uh Shout my main flex, iced out my neck Got lot of them bitches that curb, ayy Always I flex, purple baguettes, baby you know I'm from Mars Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah I can get used to the trip in designer Got powder, reached out while I'm tourin', uh Shout my main flex, iced out my neck Got lot of them bitches that curb, ayy Always I flex, purple baguettes Baby you know I'm from Mars Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah
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