Marshal

Glock with a switch like a Marshal
302, that's my home
North side hoe gon' give me dome
Shawty too fine, I can't let her go home
Beat I gotta ride, smoking medical, woah
Shawty I'ma take you for a ride, DoSiDo
She done caught the vibe, gotta get her out them clothes
In the hood I'm way too good
I don't even gotta post
I ain't even through the wood
And the beat is on a roast, yea

Shawty was a setback
Had to get my flex back
I can't count the times that this has happened in my face
Bitch I'd rather die then have to look you in ya face
And I know you feel the same
Got Romeo on my shoes, I gotta glisten
"Richy drop a vid", they ain't ready for the vision
I just gotta focus
Stay focused on the image I present
I can't never let a bitch make me look crazy, not again
Fuck a sneak diss
You know what you did
I won't never say no names
You don't deserve it, I won't trip
I'll just run me up another couple racks
Cause when it come to countin' cheddar
No I just cannot relax
I ain't feelin' none this pain but best believe I'm in my bag
Percocet, it's for my back
Told the doctor that, woah
Give a fuck bout my emotions cause I'm movin' too slow
Dark liquor on the shelf
I'ma sip that slow, woah

Glock with a switch like a Marshal
302, that's my home
North side hoe gon' give me dome
Shawty too fine, I can't let her go home
Beat I gotta ride, smoking medical, woah
Shawty I'ma take you for a ride, DoSiDo
She done caught the vibe, gotta get her out them clothes
In the hood I'm way too good
I don't even gotta post
I ain't even through the wood
And the beat is on a roast, yea

302, that's my home
North side hoe gon' give me dome
Shawty too fine, I can't let her go home
Beat I gotta ride, smoking medical, woah
Shawty I'ma take you for a ride, DoSiDo
She done caught the vibe, gotta get her out them clothes
In the hood I'm way too good
I don't even gotta post
I ain't even through the wood
And the beat is on a roast

Fuck em all
One more time
Fuck em all
I can't put my heart out on the line again
Bitches play and they pretend
No I do not need a friend
I can't let you ever think that you was up on me again
I came up and it was cut throat
You know I don't give a fuck hoe
You was always wishy washy anyways
Fuck it though
I'm still gonna be the same Kidd
Know I'm chosen
I can still fuck on any bitch without a Trojan
Shouldn't be this hate up in my heart
Know that shit tears me apart
It was evil you was seeking
Had to put that shit in park
I was asking for the minimum
But fuck it girl, you chose
I can give a different bitch the blue color pedal roses
I can't lose my focus
So much to accomplish
Hanging with the bosses
I been drinkin' dizzy, shawty
Let's go Uber home
I just popped a Benny, shawty
Think I need some dome, yea

Glock with a switch like a Marshal
302, that's my home
North side hoe gon' give me dome
Shawty too fine, I can't let her go home
Beat I gotta ride, smoking medical, woah
Shawty I'ma take you for a ride, DoSiDo
She done caught the vibe, gotta get her out them clothes
In the hood I'm way too good
I don't even gotta post
I ain't even through the wood
And the beat is on a roast, yea

I ain't feelin' none this pain but best believe I'm in my bag
Percocet, it's for my back
Told the doctor that, woah
Give a fuck bout my emotions cause I'm movin' too slow
Dark liquor on the shelf
I'ma sip that slow
I ain't feelin' none this pain but best believe I'm in my bag
Percocet, it's for my back
Told the doctor that, woah
Give a fuck bout my emotions cause I'm movin' too slow
Dark liquor on the shelf
I'ma sip that slow, woah



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Writer(s): Richard Martin Jr.
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