Mar and Kam ft. Kamrisker Lyrics

(Yeah, it's Mar and Kam nigga)

(Uhyeah it's Mar and Kam nigga)

(You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga YBG shit, Yucky Chief shit)

(Nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on, Yucky Boy shit, nigga)

Yeah, this Li Mar made a couple bands, off scams

Lil' bitch wanna get freaky Kam

Up the Drake know that bitch sound like blam

Slaughtering niggas, like lambs Finna spark this wood, need a couple of amps

Only one nigga survived his chop, but he got a limp

Got pulled over two or three times, bout a fuckin' tint

On my block, it's one way out like a fuckin' tent

Mar got this shit on lock, like he Shawn Kemp

Twin drums on a 40 I can't (ahhh)

Twin drums on a 40, I can't aim it, it got wide hips

When I'm ridin' in the city, know I keep a 50

Got the drink and the pills, feelin' like Whitney

Hella purple shit in my lungs, so I cough sticky

Fuck a opp bitch with no weapon, it was kinda risky

Bad bitch in my face, tryna act like Nicki

Two sticks on my side, who tryna come with me

Bad bitch, (uh, yeah)

Gave a bitch a high five, she say she rollin' 60

Peanut butter in my whip, but it ain't Jiffy

Up the Drac on a nigga, he got to moving swiftly

Tell a bitch I'm bout the power, and I ain't talkin' 50

100 round clip, but we just spent, so it's holdin' 50

Big drums on a Drake, uh

Big drums on a Drake, when I hold it, look like titties

Gave a cougar bitch a Viagra, now it's sex in the city

You whipped out that band by your mans, now he movin' iffy

Hope his family got a funeral planned if he try the dissing

Woke up every day, and sold dope, before I went to school

Bitch thought I was fixin' shit, cause I keep a tool

Bitch keep sayin' she fuckin' busy, she must think I'm a fool

Ha ha, I got a drug problem

I just popped a Perc, and sipped some ack, now I'm slug walkin

Bitch, I got that za tap in, that's the plug talking

Better keep your hands to yo self that's if you love walkin

Ayy, oops, I think I did it again

Last time we linked, shit was boring told her bring a friend

Freaky nigha hit a bitch from the back, make her say amen

Pussy nigga dissin' onna net, he wasn't seen again

Put the switch on his ass, now he screamin' and shit

Wiped the gun off, made a right, dumped it in a ditch

Damn, bitch, stop the trippin', I ain't call you a bitch

Pockets feelin' empty, call my bro, like, let's hit a lick

Never dropped a dime on a bitch, like, I'll never trick

Niggas 40 years old, still tryna beef, like, go pay your rent

Bitch pulled her out and it was coochie and it was foul, like, what's that stench

Yeah, what's that stench

(I was mobbed deep with some killers who will never miss)

(Really grew up with them gorillas who will never switch)

(Whip my dick out she think it's big it'll never fit)

(Got a whole arsenal, he keep playin', tell him pick a switch)

(Uh, yeah, Mark and Kam nigga)

(Uh, yeah, Mar and Kam nigga)

(Uh, yeah, Mar and Kam, nigga)

(Uh, yeah, Mar and Kam, nigga)