THE MARTIANS (feat. IMFthekid)

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Shy Goon

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I'm outer space
She like my taste
Baby wanna give me face
I'm running the race, I'm living so brazy
People dying every day, exchanging the change
These niggas they change
Turning the page, book and the frame
This is that crank you hear when you want the bass
This is the crank you hear when you want the bass
Move at my own pace, I'm walking up in the place
Why you lying to my face
I know you fake
Ain't no mistake, you tryna make this a debate
I can't relate, I gotta stack up this cake

Walk into Barneys, like I'm on a safari
I'm with a Barbie, she bump Cardi and her shades Carti
Me and IMF, when we pour up, we on that molly
Fucking with Goon, it gon' end up costing
Leave his ass red like a lobster
We got pills by the bottle
But I promise, baby, we ain't rolling with doctors
Hit his head, he need a doctor
Off that gas, I'm up like a cloud
I need money, what is clout
Like a bird we in the south
What the f*ck you talking 'bout
We ain't sipping wine, it's red
Do not talk if it ain't bread
Holy like my body bread
We ain't sipping wine, it's red
Do not talk if it ain't bread
Holy like my body bread

You ain't sipping no wine, it's red
Looking like nigga, they fucking with feds
All of my niggas, we up on the chase, we getting that bread
All of you niggas, they fucking with all of the Jakes
Run up the cake
I'm balling like Kobe and Shaq in LA
All of these niggas they f*ck with a bae
We with your bitch, and she wanna spin on the way

Sorry, guy, your bitch on the way
Sorry, we boutta throw up a party
Sorry, you ain't invited
I'm sorry, but that's just the way that it is
I be flipping scripts, shooting shit
But bitch, I'm not a director
I be in the gym going hard to the point every day and I'm feeling like way more better
Had to move on, I don't even really sweat her
I bounced right back and I put myself in the center
What's the point of pretend
What is all that talk gon' do for you in the end
I'm gon' f*ck her friend

I'm outer space
She like my taste
Baby wanna give me face
I'm running the race, I'm living so brazy
People dying every day, exchanging the change
These niggas they change
Turning the page, book and the frame
This is that crank you hear when you want the bass
This is the crank you hear when you want the bass
Move at my own pace, I'm walking up in the place
Why you lying to my face
I know you fake
Ain't no mistake, you tryna make this a debate
I can't relate, I gotta stack up this cake

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