Mario Lyrics

Been working so hard I ain't even eat

Pour a deuce it help me sleep

Little nigga wilding he's playing in the Streets

My niggas dead so it's R.I.P

I'm traumatized I got my heat

Roll me a woods I need a freak

Got so high I can't even speak

Fuck my job got fire first week

I lost my job ain't lose no sleep

Got off my ass and on my feet

Don't fuck with groupies kiss and tell

High School days I got candy for sell

That mean skittles M & M's

Clapping cheek what's the b p m

Boy was bright until I made it dim

Stomp him in polo it won't no Tims

Nigga got soak he went for swim

Draco clip is a crescent moon

Talking high pressure like weather Man do

Beat a nigga ass I don't have to shoot

Don't play fair so I got my tool

I'm a hot head but I play it cool

I get on ya ass try to play me like a fool

Getting that and I'm stacking it too

My time is money you can't do what I do

I'm in my lane can't move how I move

Call my gun Stella she got her groove

They like how I fight I stick n move

Beat a niggas ass is what I like to do

Smoking on gas I like that too

Fucking this bitch this my new boo

I want that whip so I buy the coop

Princess peach let me inside her room

Browser have a shell I got some too

Feel like Mario I ate those shroom

Jump on them ops like Mario do

You see the W it's not wario fool

I ate some caps I act a fool

You be capping like Mario do

I went ghost they call me big boo

Bro got flowers he let them bloom

What you need I will be there soon

Car real fast it goes vroom

Out from morning till after noon

Got fresh hundreds these bitch blue

Sip red n green that's Mario and Lu

I be fucking the princess like Mario do

Jump on them ops like Mario too

Niggas hating on me I'm saying I'm my Lane

See the logo you already know my name

Right hook left bringing all the pain

You ain't a dollar boy what a shame

Investing in crypto taking off like a Plane

Syrup n soda I ain't got to explain

W.G.E that's the clique that's the gang

Chicken combo You don't know the Slang

Nine plus nine I let eighteen bang

It was sunshine until I made it rain

Putting these racks I don't need the Fame

Niggas acting tough that's just so lame

You being broke you the one to blame

Doing whatever for clout it's a shame

The proof in the pudding I ain't Dropping no names