Find Me On Mars ft. GEEOHHS & TYLER BRADY Lyrics

Ayy, yuh

You can just find me on Mars

I told that lil' bitch, play your part

I pull off like it's Mario Kart

Oh, that bitch think she so smart

I'm way too high t like a star

He Can't even eat, he gon' starve

Nobody knows who you are

Don't run up, cause you won't make it far

Nan, one of you niggas go hard

She wan' fuck cause' my motherfuckin' car

My money so up, it's gettin' motherfuckin' large

If you run up, we gon' step like a march

I told my lil' bitch, don't motherfuckin' start

I'm always in motion, I never can park

My bitch is a trophy, a real piece of art

No, he don't know me, don't know who you are

This exotic i'm rolling, you smoke on a cart

These niggas be cap like a lid

How you gon' cap on the kid

I put racks in the safe, now that shit kinda big

No, I don't know who he is

He talk down on my name, he a motherfuckin' bitch

Put you down on some game, no, I never could snitch

I stayed down in the rain, nigga, trynna get rich

She go down, give me brain, that shit wet like a squid

She go down, give me brain, no, we never could kiss

I'ma just leave that to you

I got hundreds all on, they're green and they're blue

That money is coming, it's boosting my mood

I used to trap after school

You can just find me on Mars

I told that lil' bitch, play your part

I pull off like it's Mario Kart

Oh, that bitch think she so smart

I'm way too high t like a star

He Can't even eat, he gon' starve

Nobody knows who you are

Don't run up, cause you won't make it far

Nan, one of you niggas go hard

She wan' fuck cause' my motherfuckin' car

My money so up, it's gettin' motherfuckin' large

If you run up, we gon' step like a march

I told my lil' bitch, don't motherfuckin' start

He not gettin' no money, he trimm

Yeah, my pockets just went to the gym

Double it up, nigga, make a lil' flip

Double my cup, nigga, ready to sip

She double D'd up

Yeah, she can't with them tits

She go dumb as fuck like she tryna make a kid

I don't give a fuck, I don't care who you is

Roll that shit up, I get high like I'm Wiz

You need to take care of your biz

I Honestly, nigga, don't care about your bitch

I'm in that 550 Benz

I play with that check, i'ma get that shit in

I don't need no help, never held out my hand

Damn what the hell, nigga, acting like fans

Get bands by myself, no, I don't need no friends

You can just find me on Mars

I told that lil' bitch, play your part

I pull off like it's Mario Kart

Oh, that bitch think she so smart

I'm way too high t like a star

He Can't even eat, he gon' starve

Nobody knows who you are

Don't run up, cause you won't make it far

Nan, one of you niggas go hard

She wan' fuck cause' my motherfuckin' car

My money so up, it's gettin' motherfuckin' large

If you run up, we gon' step like a march

I told my lil' bitch, don't motherfuckin' start