Mario
Yeah
Uh
I'm just rolling some woods out
Yeah
Haha
Walk in this bitch with my grills on, Dei in this bitch and he came wit a hammer
They say I mumble and shit but these haters just ain't on my muhfuckin' grammar
I let my nuts hang out in the coupe, I really know nothing bout manners
Fucking yo bitch Alabama
Fucking yo bitch in the slammer
Yeah I got the muhfuckin' cool in the kit
I got yo shawty she drool on my dick
Set it up on a stool for the tip
Yung Dei just be talking on shit
Man I really be talking on shit
They said Dei how you do that like, how you composing a song in like 20 minutes?
Run it up, run it up, I got a snack in the back and she came wit a stack
Run it up, run it up, I got a mac in the bag and it finna attack
How you get shot in the dome by one of my homies pullin' up in all black?
All black track hawk, All black mask on no you ain't fuckin' wit that
Like, no you ain't fuckin wit that
Bro got the mac
I get the muhfuckin' packs
You can just sit at the back
Back of the class
That's where I was sitting at
That's where the baddies was at
Now they want racks
Where was you when I was whack?
Bae you just dropped you the bag
Now you got a rag
And I just got me the racks
And they like Dei
How you mix up the audio?
I jumped in the game
Like my name was Mario
She told me to stay
I told her I gotta go
I got all this money stacked up at the crib, like a muhfuckin' Oreo
And they like Dei
How you mix up the audio?
I jumped in the game
Like my name was Mario
She told me to stay
I told her I gotta go
I got all this money stacked up at the crib, like a muhfuckin' Oreo
They like Dei
How you mix up the audio?
I jumped in the game
Like my name was Mario
She told me to stay
I told her I gotta go
I got all this money stacked up at the crib, like a muhfuckin' Oreo
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Ha, yeah)
Haha (Uh-uh)
Haha (Oh no)
Oh my God
I'm in the back with yo bitch and she took off her bra
Had yo lil shawty like ahh
I'm wit yo bitch and all she wanna do is ride
Me and my homies, we smokin' higher than the sky
And they like Dei
How you mix up the audio?
I jumped in the game
Like my name was mario
She told me to stay
I told her I gotta go
I got all this money stacked up at the crib, like a muhfuckin' Oreo
Uh
I'm just rolling some woods out
Yeah
Haha
Walk in this bitch with my grills on, Dei in this bitch and he came wit a hammer
They say I mumble and shit but these haters just ain't on my muhfuckin' grammar
I let my nuts hang out in the coupe, I really know nothing bout manners
Fucking yo bitch Alabama
Fucking yo bitch in the slammer
Yeah I got the muhfuckin' cool in the kit
I got yo shawty she drool on my dick
Set it up on a stool for the tip
Yung Dei just be talking on shit
Man I really be talking on shit
They said Dei how you do that like, how you composing a song in like 20 minutes?
Run it up, run it up, I got a snack in the back and she came wit a stack
Run it up, run it up, I got a mac in the bag and it finna attack
How you get shot in the dome by one of my homies pullin' up in all black?
All black track hawk, All black mask on no you ain't fuckin' wit that
Like, no you ain't fuckin wit that
Bro got the mac
I get the muhfuckin' packs
You can just sit at the back
Back of the class
That's where I was sitting at
That's where the baddies was at
Now they want racks
Where was you when I was whack?
Bae you just dropped you the bag
Now you got a rag
And I just got me the racks
And they like Dei
How you mix up the audio?
I jumped in the game
Like my name was Mario
She told me to stay
I told her I gotta go
I got all this money stacked up at the crib, like a muhfuckin' Oreo
And they like Dei
How you mix up the audio?
I jumped in the game
Like my name was Mario
She told me to stay
I told her I gotta go
I got all this money stacked up at the crib, like a muhfuckin' Oreo
They like Dei
How you mix up the audio?
I jumped in the game
Like my name was Mario
She told me to stay
I told her I gotta go
I got all this money stacked up at the crib, like a muhfuckin' Oreo
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ha, yeah (Ha, yeah)
Haha (Uh-uh)
Haha (Oh no)
Oh my God
I'm in the back with yo bitch and she took off her bra
Had yo lil shawty like ahh
I'm wit yo bitch and all she wanna do is ride
Me and my homies, we smokin' higher than the sky
And they like Dei
How you mix up the audio?
I jumped in the game
Like my name was mario
She told me to stay
I told her I gotta go
I got all this money stacked up at the crib, like a muhfuckin' Oreo
Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Tillman, Koji Kondo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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