Marvelous
(Damn, Trgc made that?)
(Ayy Woods, light that shit up)
Been doin' this since a lil' kid (Yeah)
I don't fear you not a lil' bit (Yeah)
Hoes, said we not back to this (Hoes)
Nigga, get back with that basic shit (Yeah)
I'm on my A-shit (Yeah)
Lil' Faygo, baby I'm havin' shit (Grrah)
Said that you hate me (Yeah)
How can I care when I'm paid?
What the fuck we call this?
As I'm doing something marvelous (Hey)
Can, no I don't, gas in my blunt (Gas in my blunt)
Hand up, I don't give no fuck what you talkin' 'bout, yeah-yeah
(Go) No, I don't (Let's go), you know
(Kick, kick) No, I don't (Grrah), no
Mysterious, mysterious (Yeah), I'm a mysterious (Mmm)
Tell them hatin' niggas they can kick it with all of they theories (Mmm)
And yo' ho gon' take a ride with Faygo just for the experience
I'm not from here, I think I'm a mistake from somebody experiment (Sheesh)
Bam, playing with my Drac' alone
Yeah, feel my adrenaline (Baow)
Damn, he was so innocent, now that lil' nigga poppin' his big shit
I remember we rode in that stick shift (Grrah)
I remember I didn't have no kicks, bitch
I remember I thought I wouldn't be shit
Now they all lookin' up to me, yeah
Now they all lookin' up to me like I got some' for 'em
(You know)
What the fuck we call this?
As I'm doing something marvelous
Can, no I don't, gas in my blunt (Gas in my blunt)
Hand up, I don't give no fuck what you talkin' 'bout, yeah-yeah
(Go) No, I don't (Let's go), you know
(Kick, kick) No, I don't (Grrah), no
(Ayy Woods, light that shit up)
Been doin' this since a lil' kid (Yeah)
I don't fear you not a lil' bit (Yeah)
Hoes, said we not back to this (Hoes)
Nigga, get back with that basic shit (Yeah)
I'm on my A-shit (Yeah)
Lil' Faygo, baby I'm havin' shit (Grrah)
Said that you hate me (Yeah)
How can I care when I'm paid?
What the fuck we call this?
As I'm doing something marvelous (Hey)
Can, no I don't, gas in my blunt (Gas in my blunt)
Hand up, I don't give no fuck what you talkin' 'bout, yeah-yeah
(Go) No, I don't (Let's go), you know
(Kick, kick) No, I don't (Grrah), no
Mysterious, mysterious (Yeah), I'm a mysterious (Mmm)
Tell them hatin' niggas they can kick it with all of they theories (Mmm)
And yo' ho gon' take a ride with Faygo just for the experience
I'm not from here, I think I'm a mistake from somebody experiment (Sheesh)
Bam, playing with my Drac' alone
Yeah, feel my adrenaline (Baow)
Damn, he was so innocent, now that lil' nigga poppin' his big shit
I remember we rode in that stick shift (Grrah)
I remember I didn't have no kicks, bitch
I remember I thought I wouldn't be shit
Now they all lookin' up to me, yeah
Now they all lookin' up to me like I got some' for 'em
(You know)
What the fuck we call this?
As I'm doing something marvelous
Can, no I don't, gas in my blunt (Gas in my blunt)
Hand up, I don't give no fuck what you talkin' 'bout, yeah-yeah
(Go) No, I don't (Let's go), you know
(Kick, kick) No, I don't (Grrah), no
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Writer(s): Andre Dontrel Burt
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