Marine Dr Lyrics

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

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