Marine Dr

Your world, black or white
Everybody can't be satisfied

Talking with this girl be so hard
Cause she really pretty with no R and so far
We off to a slow start so I'm telling her I don't want no part in her cold heart
In tonight, I'm putting on Ozark, feel like Mozart, if he ever got into a go-kart

Yeah i'm so smart, and count cards
Ballin like I talk with a mouth guard
Killin beats like Kenny on South Park
And they rockin with this 'cause it bounce hard

Working on my free nights, making dreams live
Can't be mad if you don't get no screen time,
There's a reason they say imma be high
Got that buzz, I broke out the beehive
Want that water bad, got a marine drive
Getting big, walk around like fe figh
Fo fum, so fun, lotta bread, no crumbs
Low funds, caught slipping, don't run, go, come
Confused, so dumb, post bun, throw something dope on

This busy, take a break i'll go to sin city, run a whole lotta chips
Miss Vickies, she a diva but looking like Miss piggy, right now
Drinking sun-kist fizzy, just about to take what's rich gimmie
Bust down end game my wrist chilly
Plus a S-U-V, that whip silly

She wanna talk 'cause she bored like me
Just walked out the door but she wore my tee
Ion really rock with the four times three
Drop a bag in the pot when I pour my tea

No facade
Just a want big whip with a bod
Fit looking clean, oh my god
But ain't get like this from a pod
Beat got me hot like a rod
Running outta cash, need a wad
Know I got Avrxm for the prod
Yeah he got that sound, make em' nod

You say how they gon' rock with the kid, they already did
Ask who the best, go throw in a bid
My pen it goes hard, I write with a squid

Chitin all of my bars
Chitin all of my bars
Chitin all of my bars
Chitin all of my bars

Cruising in the prius, try to speed up on us, bro gon' stomp that gas down
Crazy in the driver seat, the guy to beat, you wanna go crash out
Tailing us for 5 blocks, guys hot, guess we gotta go pass town
Jump out the main lane, man don't play games, still gotta spin back 'round

And how you gon' hate on me, you ain't even got a dollar
My money taller, stack all my racks, look like Victor Wembanyama
Humble, no baller, double your commas, tell these hoes come and holla
Can't get you designer, or that water, or the Prada
Then she's gone, what a prima donna, on a roll, I got no honor
Last term before the summer, they got me coming back like Obama

Fake don't relate, see it's hard to feel
Lemme rap bout the worth of a dollar bill
Pass the rock to me, ion ball for real
Make a couple shots pop, I'm a target still
Looking pretty, sitting tall on the throne
Big talk, sounding small in your tone
10 pm, why you call me alone
Last time you had call me unknown

No facade
Just a want big whip with a bod
Fit looking clean, oh my god
But ain't get like this from a pod
Beat got me hot like a rod
Running outta cash, need a wad
Know I got Avrxm for the prod
Yeah he got that sound, make em' nod

Nod
Nod
Nod
Nod
Nod
Nod
Nod
Cut it



Credits
Writer(s): Harshawn Basran
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