Maarsy
Maarsy gone hop on a
Maarsy gone
Hop on a-, what?
We like-. we're one take boys
For sure
Maarsy gone hop on a
Maarsy gone
Hop on a-, what?
Yeah
Baarsy
Maarsy
Maarsy gone jump on a track
And he moving like zoom
We finna drop new music
Man this shit is a movie
That shit coming soon
Junior Maarsy
Know I'm telling my vision
That Deluxe Edition
That shit coming soon
No you're not me
You don't walk on the moon
People been using me
I'm not a tool
I play along but I'm not a fool
I'm all alone
I don't have a crew
I don't know you
Nigga, who is you?
Maarsy gone hop on the track
And I'm running like Bolt
No face, no case
So ain't I getting caught
I been working hard
5 months
I ain't rest
I ain't even get sleep
Get the money, I get to the bag
Reaper calling in my jeans
Vaccine, medicine
That's why I'm sippin' on lean
16 years old
21 years old
23 years old
Man we get to the spot
I put me on the map
I was on the yak
Critics still talking
They yappin' like Ak
New music on the way
Finna cut all the cap
I'm rolling back
I don't want you
I want money
Change the weather
Now I'm making it rain
Even in the sunny
Coco, my Sonny
Don Corleone
I love Sonny
Last night I was crawling
Last night I was stalling
But I had to run like a Stallion
I had an idea, sold it for a Million
She call me Billy
Tryna make a Billion
She call me Zaddy
Tryna make a Zillion
And I'm really here for the killing
Hotter than a Kiln
Selling these records
I'm drug dealing
Game boy
Now she play with my feelings
She say I lie
Oh Allah
Please forgive me I try
Yeah
Baars
Maars
Maarsy gone
Hop on a-, what?
We like-. we're one take boys
For sure
Maarsy gone hop on a
Maarsy gone
Hop on a-, what?
Yeah
Baarsy
Maarsy
Maarsy gone jump on a track
And he moving like zoom
We finna drop new music
Man this shit is a movie
That shit coming soon
Junior Maarsy
Know I'm telling my vision
That Deluxe Edition
That shit coming soon
No you're not me
You don't walk on the moon
People been using me
I'm not a tool
I play along but I'm not a fool
I'm all alone
I don't have a crew
I don't know you
Nigga, who is you?
Maarsy gone hop on the track
And I'm running like Bolt
No face, no case
So ain't I getting caught
I been working hard
5 months
I ain't rest
I ain't even get sleep
Get the money, I get to the bag
Reaper calling in my jeans
Vaccine, medicine
That's why I'm sippin' on lean
16 years old
21 years old
23 years old
Man we get to the spot
I put me on the map
I was on the yak
Critics still talking
They yappin' like Ak
New music on the way
Finna cut all the cap
I'm rolling back
I don't want you
I want money
Change the weather
Now I'm making it rain
Even in the sunny
Coco, my Sonny
Don Corleone
I love Sonny
Last night I was crawling
Last night I was stalling
But I had to run like a Stallion
I had an idea, sold it for a Million
She call me Billy
Tryna make a Billion
She call me Zaddy
Tryna make a Zillion
And I'm really here for the killing
Hotter than a Kiln
Selling these records
I'm drug dealing
Game boy
Now she play with my feelings
She say I lie
Oh Allah
Please forgive me I try
Yeah
Baars
Maars
Credits
Writer(s): Sphamandla Zondo
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