Earth Wind and Fire Lyrics

Oh, damn

Damn where the fuck am I Marcus?

Could've sworn I was just doing some top ten shit, some, some Sports Center shit, but like

(My Nikhil on that beat!)

Wait, am I in Boogie Town?

Earth wind, bitch I got fire

Masked up at the cashier Michael Myers

All gas no break you bitches tired

Told the bitch I love her but she know I'm a liar

It ain't gaslighting bitch you just crazy

Gabriella Garza bitch I'm trying to have a baby

Paying for a show, now these bitches got to pay me

Foaming at the mouth looking like she got rabies

Najee Harris flex your bitch I'm a steal her

I don't sell rock but with hits I'm a dealer

I don't like alt hoes but I got a stranger thing got a white bitch looking like Nancy Wheeler

Uh, caperooni and I knew it too

G-O-A-T in the cut yeah you know it boo

Trying to hate on C double B yeah it's only you

Used to make fun of FILA, was my only shoe

Uh, now they hate cause I'm up now

Fifty pointers on the wrist, eight on the cuff now

Ain't a whole lot of you bitches I can trust now

2018 you made a hit but you suck now

Uh, check the Patek yeah it's bust down

Bitches got to pay me 20 K for a nut now

Me, Ben, and Marcus, yeah we in the cut now

G-O-A-T don't give a fuck now (If Marcus made it you know its a hit)

That bitch way too broke to ever see a ten

White bitch asking Marcus you making beats again?

Only wear white tank tops I'm the beater man

Yeah I got a bitch I need more I'm a cheater man

Huh, you would be too if you like me

Got a bapey for me and my twin we siamese

Mixing up the Wock with the Sprite and the HI-C

4-4-8 the whole box this shit Chinese, huh

Got the Cartis with mirror tint

And I got 750 on my Experian

V-12 so fast, don't know what gear it in

Fucked a bad bitch in the H she Nigerian, huh

So how the fuck could I chase a thot

About to get some chicken triple B that's my favorite spot

About to put a Richard on my left that's my favorite watch

What we talking about money? That's my favorite talk

I just got a dead body but I got rid of it

Then I stole like three bands from a senior citizen

Scamming on discord I'm on my kitten shit

Yeah it's baby t, yeah I'm still on my written shit

Brodie down bad mixing Sprite with the Robitussin

Think your new shit was hot we know it really wasn't

Fucked a bald light skin, she looked like Joe Budden

I just fucked an Indian hoe she looked like my cousin

Wait wait wait fuck take that shit out, don't use that

Huh, yeah, okay bitch I'm a scammer, at the self scanner

Scanned a PS5 for a fucking banana

Socially-anti feeling like Tana

Mongoose, they ain't believe what it's gone too

I'm a scam a rapper out a beat if I want to

If you talking shit on KOV I'm a bomb you

On everything bitch

A-p-a the G-O-A-T Marcus making beats again

Baby Thanos shit if you got a problem with that me and Marcus going to fucking twerk on you, yeah