Marcus
Baby, I've been down this game
I ain't a fucking lame
Self-made
Blessed on my wrist and I might smash yo chick
Got my fucking speakers
Play those Young eleven beats through my phone
Got my homies by my side
Since day ones with the rolls, joints
Blowing the smoke
Getting dome
About to blow on the face
Moisturize don't let it go to waste
Give me more bottles
I go to the back and then Imma arouse her
Bitch Imma Monster
Three in the morning and still smashing bottles
And models
I'm so reckless
I hope by now that you got the fucking message
Pouring codeine on my motherfucking cup man
She told me that I got the fucking juice man
Well said
This is not a fucking race so don't chase
Will erase my past
Imma put it in my grave
Going with the flow in my own wave
We just chilling in the hood
This is not a fucking race so don't chase
Will erase my past
Imma put it in my grave
Going with the flow in my own wave
We just chilling in the hood
Yeah yeah
You a bad boy ay ay
You a bad boy ay ay
You a bad boy ay ay ay
Making some debit not friends
Chilling in the hood drinking up some liquor
Smoking some cigar but I ain't won a chip
I just need one night
I don't need no relationship
When I grew up
I wanna be a pimp
But my mama wants me to be a spaceman
Now I'm feeling Megaman
I don't wanna be a Stoneman anymore
My mind on the grind need some aspirin
Lightning bolt like Benjamin
Ka-chow bitch
I am speed when I'm off the Ganji
I'm tryna meditate
Might go bald like Gandhi
Imma go so hard
Maximum destruction
And you can't dig my grave
I am on a different space
Feeling classy
Putting up the pinky
I'm drinking juicy
Toast it to the family
This is not a fucking race so don't chase
Will erase my past
Imma put it in my grave
Going with the flow in my own wave
We just chilling in the hood
This is not a fucking race so don't chase
Will erase my past
Imma put it in my grave
Going with the flow in my own wave
We just chilling in the hood
I ain't a fucking lame
Self-made
Blessed on my wrist and I might smash yo chick
Got my fucking speakers
Play those Young eleven beats through my phone
Got my homies by my side
Since day ones with the rolls, joints
Blowing the smoke
Getting dome
About to blow on the face
Moisturize don't let it go to waste
Give me more bottles
I go to the back and then Imma arouse her
Bitch Imma Monster
Three in the morning and still smashing bottles
And models
I'm so reckless
I hope by now that you got the fucking message
Pouring codeine on my motherfucking cup man
She told me that I got the fucking juice man
Well said
This is not a fucking race so don't chase
Will erase my past
Imma put it in my grave
Going with the flow in my own wave
We just chilling in the hood
This is not a fucking race so don't chase
Will erase my past
Imma put it in my grave
Going with the flow in my own wave
We just chilling in the hood
Yeah yeah
You a bad boy ay ay
You a bad boy ay ay
You a bad boy ay ay ay
Making some debit not friends
Chilling in the hood drinking up some liquor
Smoking some cigar but I ain't won a chip
I just need one night
I don't need no relationship
When I grew up
I wanna be a pimp
But my mama wants me to be a spaceman
Now I'm feeling Megaman
I don't wanna be a Stoneman anymore
My mind on the grind need some aspirin
Lightning bolt like Benjamin
Ka-chow bitch
I am speed when I'm off the Ganji
I'm tryna meditate
Might go bald like Gandhi
Imma go so hard
Maximum destruction
And you can't dig my grave
I am on a different space
Feeling classy
Putting up the pinky
I'm drinking juicy
Toast it to the family
This is not a fucking race so don't chase
Will erase my past
Imma put it in my grave
Going with the flow in my own wave
We just chilling in the hood
This is not a fucking race so don't chase
Will erase my past
Imma put it in my grave
Going with the flow in my own wave
We just chilling in the hood
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Miguel Manalansan
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