Marconi Drive

Born to rise
4 In the morning
Down Marconi drive
Unflavored blunt
And a 40 just to fortify

Too many bitches in the whip
It's Like a clown car
I play a song
She say it sound hard

I'm with my people
Yo I'm really happy that I found y'all
Fowl mouthed muthafucka
Bow down To me
This a pow wow
Pussy
Tryna chow down
Gotta beat the lunch crowd to it
Stupid

Shit aboutta blow like it's nuke town
Snap chatting baddies
And your bitch send me nudes now

Grippin the mic like theres news around
It's Olde Spanish with the new sound
Dammit
I'm in the king where a jeweled crown

The fit is so drippy
Make you fools drown
Quickly
Better quit while you ahead
But you'll never get a head
Like she ain't into blowing

Spanish is the moment
Fo sho then
Bitch I'm the booth like I'm voting
So cold have you snowed in
Can't open the door then

I'm locked in
Y'all say I'm cocky
Get it poppin like a glock 10 millimeter
Mm
Go get em peter
Mm
Take me to your leader
Shit, I'm boutta send me fleet in

Born scheming
Take yo hoe for no reason
Bring your fleeces
I'm dropping heat like snow season
Fly as fuck
Air borne on my virus tip
Assassinate the masses
You asses know what the assignment is

Yo shits about to get really violent
Cue the saddest music played on the smallest violin
I got bars like soap
Bitch I'm dialed in
I got skills you'll never doubt again

Shaolin-style
To ya brow bitch
Loud like to weed in my pouch
Bring em out bitch
I'm up and fucking ready you still just smoking on the couch bitch
You ain't been working just bitching
On Coasting on the clout
Bitch im fucking outta here



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Santos
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