FÜK 12! / Marz Lyrics

I love my Tris and I love my Wock'

You think you're that guy, but you really not

I got a new blick and it came in a box

When I pull up to the front, I'm gonna send shots

Your diamonds are fake mine are rick rock

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

We in his city,

We on his block

We watching the opps like we is some hawks

When I pulled gun out, it made em all flock

When I pulled gun out, it made em all flock

We in his city,

We on his block

We watching the opps like we is some hawks

When I pulled gun out, it made em all flock

When I pulled gun out, it made em all flock

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

Yeah I rock out I feel like demon

Your bitch on dick yuh she keep feining

Probably cuz they see a nigga bred winning

niggas is up yeah for no reason

niggas is up, yeah for no reason

niggas is up, yeah for no reason

Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas is up yeah for no reason

Yeah we been cruising in Tonka's and Rover's

Gripping the poles yeah I need composure

Yeah I'm popping the Percs and the X, yeah you know that I hate feeling sober

Yeah I'm popping the Percs and the X, yeah you know that I hate feeling sober

She want to fuck, I do not know her

She like me more, my is drip colder

She like my talk, my game is bolder

She like my money, yeah cuz it stretch more

If I want to fuck, yeah I just phone her

Yeah I fell in love, yeah with my blower

Yeah I fell in love, yeah with my blower

Yeah I fell in love, yeah with my blower

Yeah I fell in love, yeah with my blower

Yeah I fell in love, yeah with my blower

Yeah, yeah

Yeah I fell in love, yeah with my blower

yeah, yeah

Fell in love, yeah with my blower

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

I'm saying fuck 12, and fuck all the cops

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If you know me lil nigga, yeah I get a bag

I'm finna run up this check

Lil baby fuck with my style, uh huh

She love the way that I flex

I'm not a rapper,

I'm hustler when it come to counting up all of this bred

These niggas undercover like my jeans, I call these niggas some feds

Yeah, yeah, yeah

These niggas undercover, yeah they is feds

Yeah, yeah, yeah

These niggas undercover, yeah they is feds

Everyday I'm pouring up, every day yeah I'm sipping that red

I'm pouring pints yeah,

I keep some pints, and I keep some TEC

Fucking with gang yeah you know it's up

Lil nigga yeah I keep me a gun

When I popped out I had em stuck

I'm counting cheddar, I'm counting bucks

Yeah we whip tonkas,

yeah we whip trucks

Your bitch like me more she eat up my nut

Just landed on Mars, yeah I'm high as fuck

Just landed on Mars, yeah I'm high as fuck

Just landed on Mars, yeah I'm high as fuck

Just landed on Mars, yeah I'm high as fuck

Just landed on Mars, yeah I'm high as fuck

Just landed on Mars, yeah I'm high as fuck