Find Me On Mars (feat. GEEOHHS & TYLER BRADY)
Terrance Escobar
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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' f*ck 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' f*ck 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 f*ck like she tryna make a kid I don't give a f*ck, 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' f*ck 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
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