Mark My Words

Y'all already
I hope you're ready
Ya boi Chico Suavé
Let me see you just

Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it u)
Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
All that poppin' off at the mouth
Tell me what you gon do (What'chu Gon' do)
If I said it then I meant it
The first thing I'm gonna
Do Is (Gonna do is)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Yeah I'm from CHIRAQ
Where you better watch yo back (yo Back)
My momma told me don't spend
It (Don't spend it)
Just let it all stack and (All stack)
Rack it up
Rack it up (Rack it up)
Rack it up
Rack it up (Rack it up)
Rack it up
Rack it up (Rack it up)
Rack it up
Rack it up (Rack it up)
Been there done that
Won't drive down that fucking road Again
If you're not hearing me then listen
This is what I'm saying
Level up
Level up (Level up)
Level up
Level up (Level up)
Level up
Level up (Level up)
Level up
Level up (Level up)
No lil kids around here
We don't have no curfew (Curfew)
Just turn up til the morning
Then I press the fucking snooze

Roll, fold (Roll)
Blow, smoke (Smoke)
Light, hold (Hold)
Cough, choke
Hit, pass (Pass)
Pedal, gas (Gas)
I'm first (I'm first)
You last (Last)
Last time we spoke I said don't be Speaking on my name
Fabricate the story you a goofy Mark Ass Lame (Sholl is)
No need to lie I've seen it
Took a screenshot can't delete it
So when ICU is in sight no Convincing me you didn't meant it
HeLLow

I'm living in the mansion
Playboy like my man Hugh
Hefner (Hefner)
But the Apple Adam
There goes Eve (There goes Eve)
You fuckin' sinners
Chop you like my food
Mac and chicken TV dinner
A runner a track star yeah (Track star)
She's a fuckin' sprinter
Mark my words I eat you thirsty Niggas for my dinner
You drenched, meet me in the trench
Yes we all some winners
Can't compete with me I'm a pro
You just beginners (Just beginners)
Strum it like a guitar with my Fucking fingers And

Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it u)
Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
All that poppin' off at the mouth
Tell me what you gon do (What'chu Gon' do)
If I said it then I meant it
The first thing I'm gonna do
Is (Gonna do is)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Yeah I'm from CHIRAQ
Where you better watch yo
Back (Yo Back)
My momma told me don't spend
It (Don't spend it)
Just let it all stack and (All stack)
Rack it up
Rack it up (Rack it up)
Rack it up
Rack it up (Rack it up)
Rack it up
Rack it up (Rack it up)
Rack it up
Rack it up (Rack it up)
Been there done that
Won't drive down that fucking road Again
If you're not hearing me then listen
This is what I'm saying
Level up
Level up (Level up)
Level up
Level up (Level up)
Level up
Level up (Level up)
Level up
Level up (Level up)
No lil kids around here
We don't have no curfew (No curfew)
Just turn up til the morning
Then I press the fucking snooze

Chris, Rock (Rock)
Jada, Shocked (Shocked)
Will, Smith (Will)
Slap, Hit (Hit)(Now he know he was Wrong for that)
Oscar, win (Win)
Bail, heir (Heir)
No hair (Hair)
Fresh Prince (Prince)

Now you know to keep my name up Out your fuckin' mouth
Thought you had a friend
This ain't Mickey Mouse
Clubhouse (Hell naw)
I laughed at your provoke
Tried to kick me off my post (Tried)
Now march along you lost you Fucking G.I. JOE

I'm living in the mansion
Playboy like my man Hugh Hefner
But the Apple Adam
There goes Eve, you fuckin' sinners
Chop you like my food
Mac and chicken TV dinner
A runner a track star yeah
She's a fuckin' sprinter
Mark my words I eat you thirst Niggas for my dinner (Dinner)
You drenched, meet me in the
Trench (Trench)
Yes we all some winners
Can't compete with me I'm a pro
You just beginners
Strum it like a guitar with my fucking fingers And

Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it u)
Fuck it up
Fuck it up (Fuck it up)
All that poppin' off at the mouth
Tell me what you gon do (What'chu Gon do)
If I said it then I meant it
The first thing I'm gonna do
Is (Gonna do is)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)
Back it up
Back it up (Back it up)



Credits
Writer(s): Chico Jackson
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