Fly 2 Mars (feat. Rory Fresco)

Let's do it (Yeah)
I go hard (I go hard)
And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it)
Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star)
You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt)
High as stars (Stars), okay
Go fly to Mars (Mars), okay
Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge), okay
Okay, let's start (Yeah)

I go hard
Green Goyard (Yeah)
Valencia Park, ayy
My planet's Mars, ayy, but I'm the man up in this bitch
I brought sand to the beach, brought Gucci sandals on that bitch (Yeah)
Now you know who rolled the blunt, so don't be tamperin' with that shit (Woah)
One more shot of '42 and she'll be dancing on that dick (Go)
All them hoes with you like that shit, there's a Prancer in your clique (Hey)
See what's dancing on my wrist (Wrist), this a Rollie, shit don't, bitch

Let's do it (Yeah)
I go hard (I go hard)
And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it)
Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star)
You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt)
High as stars (Stars), okay
Go fly to Mars (Mars), okay
Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge), okay
Okay, let's start, ayy (Let's go)

Pullin' up in a Rolls Ghost (Uh), put it in park (Okay)
Diamonds don't need no flash on it, they shine in the dark (In the dark)
My shit bite, no bark (Bark)
I'm talking 'bout big bite just like shark (Shark)
These niggas never play they part
They yellin', runnin' they mouth like narcs (Like narcs)
Yeah, yeah, hold up, yeah
I heard the pack just touched down, nigga, roll up (Roll some' up)
She said she wanna lick me up and down like a Fruit Roll-Up
Wherever I go to, they know us (Know us)
'Nother shot to the head, pour up (Throw up)
I ain't never been scared

Let's do it (Yeah, let's go)
I go hard (I go hard)
And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it)
Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star)
You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt)
High as stars (Stars), okay
Go fly to Mars (Mars), okay
Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge), okay
Okay, let's start (Ayy, okay, let's start)

We make all this shit happen with no love, ayy
Came up out the dirt, nigga, with no dust, ayy
Keep it G, the real ones always show love, ayy
Ask around the city, yeah, they know cuz
Ayy, run in the bank
Running the game, don't fumble the flame (No)
I'm comin' through, better stay in your lane (Ayy)
You see the Z on the 'Vette, ain't the same (Skrrt)
Call me Patrón, I'm the head of the game
Give me a shot and I'm lettin' it bang (Bang)
Talk to these bitches in nothin' but slang
Couple of y'all and she dance in the rain (Ooh)
I go hard with it, you just got hard feelings (Buster)
They talk like star witness, I pull up in all my fitness
Just tryna mind my business
We blowin' blunts, no kisses (Mwah)
Swim in that dough like fishes
Watch how I do it

Let's do it (Yeah)
I go hard (I go hard)
And let these fuck niggas tell it, woo (Tell it)
Yeah, I'm not no star (Not no star)
You ridin' in a rental, that's not your car, okay (Skrrt, skrrt)
High as stars (Stars)
Go fly to Mars (Mars)
Bitch, I'm in charge (Charge)
Okay, let's start

Yeah, yeah, hold up (Hold up), yeah
(Got it on smash)
(Rocketship Shawty)



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Todd Collins, Samuel David Jimenez, Joshua Parker
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