Attack of the Martians Lyrics

Check, check

Shut the fuck up, ay

Shut the fuck up, hmmmm

I just got back from the garden

I just got

I'm over the hump, yeah

I just got back from the garden

You got a whole lot of stuff, huh

I got that actual harvest

I'm over the hump, yeah

I just got back from the garden

Put my homies on high

Now it's attack of the martians, ah ah, hey

Pull me off the page, I'm impatient, ah ah ah

You ain't real, you just really famous

Ha, ha, ha

I just got back from the garden

Put my homies on high

Now it's attack of the martians, ah ah

I just got back from the garden

Put a few t-t-tracks on a project, watch this

Put a spoon cap on all the heads

Give me yo-hands like Scarlett

Put my homies on high

Now it's what that last part said

Got a clean suit, no Jarvis

Please no ash on the carpet

Gave you all my colors out of pocket

So you took the sauce and called it bechamel

I was always meant to play the author

It was hip-hop or it was SNL

I don't make anything easy, yeah

But I do everything well

They still love me out in Sea-Tac, homie

They still fuck with me in Nashville

Bare my soul like Chippendale

It's a Cole world, no Riverdale

Quasimodo I got over the hump

Morimoto with the fishtail

I can skrrt skrrt if it suits me

My speeds are yes and absolutely

I don't do sorta no I don't do maybe

Cause that's a George Michael Bluthe thing

I'm over the hump, yeah yeah

I just got back from the garden

You got a whole lot of stuff, huh

I got that actual harvest

I'm over the hump, yeah

I just got back from the garden

Put my homies on high

Now it's attack of the martians, ah ah, hey

Pull me off the page, I'm impatient, ah ah ah

You ain't real, you just really famous

Ha, ha, ha

I just got back from the garden

Put my homies on high

Now it's attack of the martians, ah ah