Belt To Ass (feat. Mike Marley)

Young niggas having motion, we can show you how they get paid
Set the pick and roll like a nigga playin' 2K please
Don't try to serve me without no scale, how much that shit say
Niggas they be broke & down bad, stay up out my way

Bitch, I'm gettin' money, stackin' it up like some fuckin' lays
Had to swerve lanes, niggas broke, I went the other way
StepBack Dwyane Wade, gen five, hit em in his face
I'm just tryna run it up for all them down bad days

Flip the pack and get it gone, I'm just tryna get paid
I'm a young nigga, free my daddy, told me mantain
Putting belt to ass like my middle name was Pootie Tang
I ain't talkin' two-pace, but a nigga got some aim

We'll walk you down or we'll shoot from our own range
Hollows in his head, they all had to rearrange his brain
Please don't cross that line when you playin' Dice it ain't safe
Shoutout to them niggas who was really pitchin' outta eighth

Shoutout to them Marley's, we be really posted with the Drac bitch
I'm gettin' money, tryna come up first up in the race
Certified trapper, I can even sell it if it shake
LongLive Henny, he was trappin', he was really gettin' paid

Please don't call my phone, nigga, if it ain't about to play
I've been trappin' serving grams since I was in the fifth grade
You can go and ask my licks, they ain't never gotta wait
I was somewhere in the cut, sippin' dirty lemonade

Smoking Za, and I ain't passin', I'ma smoke it to the face
Niggas broke and y'all be dirty, get the fuck up out the way
Bitch I'm Mike Marley, I'll really come save the day
Ski mask on, nigga, I ain't wearin' the cape(Fuck I Look Like?)



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Writer(s): Kemar Burck
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